Enzo's POV
The door opening made me look back at my shoulder from where I sat in my seat by the fire. Gerry strolled in and scowled at the glass in my grasp. He knew not to say anything. "Annie at last emerged from the room," he told me as though I didn't know. He sat opposite me.
"I know," I expressed basically prior to carrying my glass to my lips and depleting the last remainders. Gerry murmured and remained back up when I held the glass out to him. He pushed toward the bar region and poured one more glass prior to giving it back to me.
"Do you anticipate simply muffling the bond?" he inquired. I murmured, and he growled at me. His emanation got out in his annoyance, despite the fact that it didn’t affect me.
"You have previously destroyed her bond to you. She had almost no response
