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25 | 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐙𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐚𝐥

"Im so sad you're leaving so soon!" Said my mom putting a cup of coffee on the table, the corners of my lips frowned as I blinked down. "I know, Im sorry. But something turned up." I said hoping she'd understand.

She frowned and took a sip of her coffee before nodding, "It's fine." She said I smiled as I saw Enzo coming down the stairs with our stuff, he didn't look happy at all. "Adora, do you still want me to throw away Zikeal stuff?" She questioned looking down.

Burn it.

I lowered my brows and nodded, "Yeah, you can throw it away." I said, looking at Enzo. I think mentioning him made him even more pissed than he already was. "Before you leave, I have something for you." She said getting up.

I followed her through the halls and up the stairs, I thought the 'surprise' was going to be in her room but it was in mine or so I thought, "Stay here" She told me. I nodded and waited, Enzo then walked upstairs.

"Are you okay?" I said, It was a dumb question. He nodded, as he grabbed another one of my bags. My mom then walked in and saw him, "Ah! Enzo, thank you for coming, I hope to see you soon!" She said kissing him on the cheek.

Enzo did a tiny nod and gave a small smile, "Likewise Mrs. Haven" He said, she turned to me and handed me a small box. "I was cleaning out the storage unit and I found this, it's from your dad." She said.

My expression softened as I took the box into my hand, I glanced at Enzo who was now curious to see what It was. As I opened it, there was a golden necklace, there was a medium size pendant that said, 'Dahlia', what he used to call me.

My brows curled, "It's beautiful." I said softly smiling. I heard ruffles behind me, Enzo took the necklace out of the box and stood behind me, he was silent. But his presence was warm, as he clamped the piece around my neck he placed one hand on my waist.

"It's georgous mi pequeña flor."

(Translation: My little flower.)

And she was right, it was. "I'll be in the kitchen, I'll make breakfast before you both leave." She smiled as she left the room. I looked at my dresser, it was neat, with a stack of books, and fake plants, along with the station bag filled with stones and crystals I just bought. "Missed something," I said smiling.

He hummed and grabbed the back scanning the dresser for the book he placed, as he picked up the book from the dresser he stopped and lowered his eyes at a picture, a picture of me and Zikeal kissing.

Oh, fuck me.

I heard him inhale and exhale as he picked it up, he looked at me as he dropped the picture frame into the trash can. I didn't mind, but it was the fact he was pissed and it showed a lot. I raised a brow at him, "Really?" I chuckled. He dropped his brows, "Sono stanco di vedere la sua maledetta faccia." He mumbled under his breath.

(Translation: Im tired of seeing his fucking face.)

I shrugged my shoulders.