Chapter 128: Cold-blooded murder
Tania blinked away her tears, determination hardening her expression. She wasn’t going to leave—not now, not until she completed what she had set out to do. Though she wouldn’t reveal her true plans to him.
"Alright," she nodded slowly, pushing herself to her feet. "Let’s go."
Enzo, relieved by her response, pulled her into his arms. "I promise I’ll make you happy. You’ll forget all of this in time."
Tania didn’t respond, nor did she hug him back. She stood motionless in his arms, her eyes empty and distant.
He released her after a while, taking her hand instead. "Come on. Let’s leave this place together."
Tania pulled her hand away from his grasp. "You go on ahead and wait for me in the car. I need a moment with my parents."
Enzo didn’t stop her. He simply nodded. "Alright, but don’t take too long." He turned and walked away.
Tania stood there, her body rigid, eyes flashing with cold resolve. She pulled a knife from her bag, her focus locked on Enzo. With lightning speed, she lunged at him and drove the blade into his back.
Enzo’s breath caught sharply, his eyes widening as the excruciating pain shot through his back, a paralyzing numbness spreading from his spine down to his legs. Before he could even process what had happened, another stab pierced deeper into him.
His knees buckled, and he coughed up blood, his vision blurring. A third stab sent him crumpling to the ground, his face flushed as he struggled to remain conscious.
He turned his head and looked up at Tania, but what he saw in her eyes made him freeze. He couldn’t recognize her.