Chapter 129

Bria’s POV

“I’m sorry,” I choked out, hiccuping between sobs. “This is your father’s funeral, and I’m here crying like a mess. I should be comforting you, not the other way around.”

Enzo leaned back slightly, pulling me completely into his lap as he tilted my face up to meet his. His expression softened, the intensity in his eyes stealing my breath away.

“Bambina,” he said, his voice low and stead