Nina
“Why were you two saying my name so much just now?” Eli asked quietly as he blocked my way to the door.
I furrowed my brow. “We weren’t. What are you talking about?”
Eli shook his head. “I heard you. You kept saying the name ‘Enzo’.”
My eyes widened. His name wasn’t Enzo. It was Eli… Right? For a moment, my heart skipped a beat as I looked up at him, searching his face for some sign that he really was Enzo; but unlike before, his face never shifted or changed. He stayed looking just the same as he was now: an unfamiliar face.
It must have been some sort of sick prank.
“That’s not funny,” I growled. Eli stared at me with wide eyes, but I just pushed past him and through the door, out into the cold night air.
“Wait!” he called, running after me. “I’m serious.”
I scoffed. “Sure
