The Perfect Game
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"What is your problem?" I asked after we were far enough away from my father's study.
"Excuse me," Enzo said lowly as he turned around.
"Spencer just wants to be happy and live her life how she chooses. Why can't you leave her alone?"
"I have my orders, Kora."
"Fuck your orders. I knew you two didn't get along, but I didn't know you hated her. You really are heartless" Even though I knew Enzo wouldn't do anything to me my heart was beating so intensely I swore he could hear it.
Enzo grabbed my arm tightly and dragged me into my room that was a few doors down.
"Stop acting like a brat and stay here while I deal with your coward of a sister," Enzo spoke knowing how deeply his words would cut.
I yanked my hand away from his grasp.
"Don't touch what isn't yours. Didn't your mother teach you that? Oh, wait..." I retorted.
Enzo lost his mother a couple of years ago when she got sick. I knew my words would sting but his words stung just as deep. My sister was no coward.
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