Chapter 58

ELENA'S POV

My stomach twisted. "Leave? To where? Enzo, what is going on?"

"There's no time to explain." He crossed the room fast and grabbed my hand as he pulled me off the bed.

I stumbled to my feet as my bare soles hit the rug. "Wait—slow down—"

But he didn't. He tugged me toward the do...

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