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“Clearly you want something. You don’t speak kindly to me.”
“Maybe I’ve finally realized I don’t have another option. If I’m stuck here, I may as well make the best of it.”
“Doubtful.”
“I take offense to that.”
“No, you don’t.”
I reach for my wine and take a sip. “Don’t act like you know me, Enzo. You said it yourself you haven’t been around in years. Don’t treat me like every other person you know, because you don’t know a damn thing.”
He holds my gaze. “Okay.”
“I do have a few questions I’d like answered—”
“Ah, there it is,” he says, pointing at me with the knife he picked up.
I scoff. “I’m not so stupid to think being nice to you will make you give in to me, Enzo. I know you’ll only tell me what you want to tell me, but I have to try. If I’m going to stay here forever, the least you can do is help make me comfortable. And for that, I need answers.”
He blinks and nods. “I suppose that’s fair. Ask your questions.”
“Who are you protecting me from?”
“The people your father pissed off.”
“Which is?”
“I’m not answering that.”
“Why not?”
He stabs a potato, eating it before looking up at me. “Do you want the truth?”
My stomach flips. Is he really going to tell me the truth? I put my silverware down and give him all my attention.
“Yes, please.”
He sighs. “I won’t tell you who your father pissed off because it’s going to destroy your relationship with him and that’s not for me to do.”
What the hell does that mean? Since when does he care about anything like that?
“So I’ll just go through my life avoiding it? I deserve the truth.” Tears sting my eyes, and I push them away.
“And you’ll get it. One day.”
“One day when?”
“One day when you can be trusted to speak with your father, and he gives it to you.”
“You’ll let me speak with my father?”
“Eventually, yes.”
I think about it for a moment. Pushing this subject may not be smart, but I’m so close. Enzo is difficult to read. I never know if I should hold back or push harder. In the end, I guess it doesn’t matter. He’s already made his mind up. Always a step ahead of me. That’s what I need to change.
“How do I know you aren’t lying to me?” I ask carefully, thankful the wayward emotions have passed.
“I’ve never lied to you.”
