Chapter Twenty

GYPSY'S POV

“I TRUSTED YOU. I FUCKING LET YOU INTO MY HOME AND YOU BETRAY ME. GET THE FUCK OUT. GET OUT! NOW! I FUCKING HATE YOU!”

I startle awake from Enzo's screams in my nightmare. It takes me a while to finally steady my breathing, staring at the ceiling and tracing every nuances in it.

But even breathing exercises can't dispel the anxiety that runs through my body, making me shiver.

The same anxiety that's kept me up for most of the night, my mind wild with unsettling thoughts. What if Dante has told Enzo what he heard?

What if Enzo now suspects me? What did Dante hear in the first place?

I will myself to calm down. Surely, if Dante has told Enzo anything, I wouldn't be lying in this bed. I'd properly be bamboozled with questions if not kicked out.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, I realize it's thirty two minutes past five in the morning and sigh. I only managed to have two hours of sleep.

I suddenly feel the urge for some coffee. Hopefully, that is going to strip some of my