♥Chapter 52♥

Enzo D'Angelo.

''How? '' I ask, shocked and astonished.

I had woken up before them, and upon hearing the noise, I decided to get up and organize myself. When I went downstairs, I didn't find anyone there. I passed through a partially open door and heard their voices. Curious, I stopped to listen to the conversation, and what I heard hit me with the force of a punch in the stomach. The emotional impact was devastating.

The two quickly turned to me, their faces reflecting fear and surprise.

''Enzo...'' Luan tries to start, but I interrupt him.

''How could they do this to me? '' I scream, frustration and pain overflowing from my voice. My chest feels tight, and my throat feels dry, as if the words are struggling to come out.

''Dear, please...'' Luan tries to speak, but I shake my head, signaling that I don't want to hear anything else.

''No, Luan. You lied to me!

''It's not quite like that, Enzo,'' says Luan, with a tone of voice that tries to be conciliatory. I look at Lucas, waiting for an answer.

''Isn't it is like that? You guys knew everything about me before I got here. This is treason! You lied to me, and I can't believe that human beings can be so cruel, lying for their own benefits!

I feel tears starting to form in my eyes. I never imagined I would cry in front of them, but the pain is too intense to contain.

''Please let us explain.'' Luan tries to get closer to touch me, but I move my hand away, a gesture of rejection and despair.

''Don’t touch me! How could I let myself be deceived by you like this?

''We never deceive you, Enzo. We love you,'' Luan and Lucas say in unison, trying to defend themselves.

''Shut up! '' I scream, my voice filled with anger and pain. ''If they really loved me, they would have told me the whole truth from the beginning of our relationship. They knew everything about me, and they even had the nerve to play that game to get to know each other.

''Enzo...'' Luan tries again, but I shake my head, unable to hear anything else.

''How was I so stupid to fall in love with you guys?

I turn my back on them, ignoring their calls and attempts at reconciliation. The desire to leave is urgent, almost desperate.

I quickly climb the stairs, heavy, hurried footsteps resounding through the hallways. When I enter my parents' room, the sound of the door slamming makes them startle.

''Enzo? '' My mother asks, her gaze brimming with concern. She approaches me quickly. ''Dear, what happened?

I feel tears streaming down my face as I hug her, sobbing into her shoulder.

''W-W-I want to leave... Please, mom. '' I squeezed her tightly, trying to seek some comfort in her words. ''P-Please. ''Amid sobs, my voice is almost unintelligible.

''But, darling, what happened? '' She asks, voice full of concern.

She pulls me away slightly to look at my face, her hands gently cupping my chin.

''T-T-They lied to me, mom. They knew everything about me before I got here. I don't want to stay here anymore, please. I beg you. '' The words come out interrupted by my cries, and the pain is palpable.

''We're leaving,'' says my father, Elijah, entering the room with a resolute expression. ''We warned you that if they did anything to you, the alliance would end. ''His voice is firm and full of determination.

''Stay here, dear. I'll pack your bag'' my mother says, and I nod. She leaves the room, leaving me alone with my parents.

My father, Dante, comes over and hugs me tightly. I cry into his chest, feeling the comfort he offers.

''W-W-Why does it hurt so much, dad? '' I ask, sobbing. He strokes my hair, trying to calm me down.

''Everything is going to be fine, darling. We're coming home'' he says, his voice soft and reassuring. He squeezes me tighter, trying to convey security.

The feeling of betrayal is overwhelming. I feel like I gave myself completely to them, and now, in return, I receive only pain and disappointment. The reality of what happened is cruel, and the trust I had placed in them has been destroyed.


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I still find myself in my parents' room, the atmosphere heavy and the anguish palpable. Alex and Klaus, upon finding out what happened, come to see me.

''How are you, brother? '' Alex asks, his tone mixing concern and frustration. I remain silent, unable to find the right words to express what I feel.

My mother enters the room carrying my bags. The expression on his face is a mix of tiredness and sadness as he tries to maintain his composure.

''Did you pack your bags? '' She asks, looking at Alex and Klaus.

''Yes, he's already in the room'' Alex replies, trying to remain calm.

''Okay,'' I mutter, my voice barely audible. The tension is so great that it feels like the air is charged.

Alex starts to pack his own suitcase, and I remain silent, not knowing what to say or do. My parents leave the room, leaving me alone to try to clear my mind and calm my heart.

''Enzo, don't be like that,'' says Alex, touching my shoulder with a gesture of consolation. I instinctively pull away from his touch, my aversion to his proximity evident.

''Don't touch me, please, Alex,'' I reply, without even looking at him. The tone of my voice reveals how hurt I am.

He lets out a sigh of frustration and resignation.