Nina The room felt tense as Enzo left to talk to Matt, leaving only Lori, Jessica, Luke, and me behind. “Geez,” Luke said once we were alone. “Everything alright?” I sighed, shrugging. Whatever was between Matt and Enzo was between them, and I wouldn’t pry. Whatever it was, though, I knew that
Just as we were about to discuss the matter further, Enzo and Matt returned to the room, their expressions indicating that they were on better terms now. Enzo looked exhausted, and he turned to me. “Nina, do you want to go home?” he asked softly, looping his arm around me. I nodded, feeling reli
Enzo I remember that morning vividly, the sunlight trickling through the curtains as I sat at the kitchen table, my phone in hand. It was a day heavy with decisions, the kind that could alter the course of my life. The fateful Moon Goddess Festival party had happened just a couple of days ago, a
Nina I woke up that morning with the same sense of calmness that I had felt over the past couple of days still enveloping me. The first rays of the morning sun were beginning to shine through the large window of our bedroom, casting a warm amber glow across the room. I always liked waking up in
“Morning,” I said, pulling back a bit to look at him. He blinked, clearly having been pulled out of a deep train of thought, and offered me a tense smile. “Morning. Sleep well?” “Mhm. Did you make your call yet?” I asked as I walked around the counter to turn on the electric kettle. His eyes f
Nina “Nina and Enzo?” Enzo and I both looked up, both relieved and nervous to see the nurse standing in the doorway. I took a deep breath and stood, nervously holding my barely-showing belly. However, despite my reservations, the nurse looked like a kind young woman and flashed me a warm smile a
Nina Luke and I were carefully winding through the country roads in my truck, chatting casually about the baby when we saw it. Up ahead, something darted across the road, pausing just long enough for the two of us to get a good look. A yellow-eyed wolf. “There!” Luke suddenly shouted, pointing
Enzo The cool air of the indoor hockey arena was a welcome relief as I stepped onto the ice. It was just us, the team, gathered for a friendly scrimmage. No crowd, no roaring fans, just the sound of skates and sticks and our own voices echoing off the walls. As I skated onto the rink, the famili