Page 192 of When We Fall: Part Two
I stared at him, dumbfounded.
He turned to me. “He broke us all up with her.”
Bile burned my throat. “What?”
“We’re staying here tonight so she can have the house. Come on. Enzo is waiting for us inside.”
I stumbled out of the car, confused, and followed Cole into the hotel. He led me straight to an elevator, and we rode up in silence, all while my brain tried to make sense of what was going on.
Top floor. Penthouse.
The doors opened, and we entered a massive hotel suite to find Enzo at the picture windows, staring out.
“What the fuck is going on?” I demanded, needing to hear it again.
Enzo turned to look at me. He was sporting a busted lip and claw marks on his face. His shirt was torn, and his chest was bleeding.
“What happened?” I asked for the third time.
“I broke us up with Rosalie,” he said, his voice wobbling.
“Why? Why the fuck are you making my decisions?” I yelled. “I didn’t want to fucking break up with her! Why would you do this!”
Panic rose in my chest. That was why Cole hadn’t told me. He knew I’d have refused to leave.
“You need time to heal, and we need to get revenge,” Enzo said. “I did it for us.”
“I-I don’t fucking need time?—”
“E, you do,” Cole cut in softly. “You know you do.”
I went silent, knowing it was true, but still hating the fact.
Cole launched into what happened, and all I could do was cry and hurt for my sweetheart. She had to feel so betrayed.
Fuck. FUCK.
If I’d have just gotten my shit together. If I had tried to hold her. To tell her I loved her. That I’d be better in a few months…
“I didn’t get to say goodbye,” I whispered when Cole finished telling me what happened. “I-I didn’t say goodbye.”
“It’ll be OK,” Cole murmured.
“She-She’s going to hate me. Us. H-How will we get her back?” I rocked as I sat on the couch.
“We will,” Enzo said fiercely, kneeling in front of me. “I promise, E. We need to take these pricks out. She’d have never left us any other way. Our girl was always a ride or die.”
“So you decided this was the best way?” I choked out. “By breaking her heart and making her hate us?”
“It was the only way. I-I told Vander Veer the baby is mine. Celeste has agreed to my terms. I’m going to marry her at the end of the month. I got a quick closing on the house. You and Cole will stay here. I’ll move into the house with her?—”
“You can’t,” I rasped. “She’s a monster. You can’t live with her. S-She could kill you in your sleep, Enzo! Please!”
“To make it look real, I have to endure, brother. For you, I will endure. I owe this to you. Let me make things right,” he said fiercely. “Let me fix us.”
“W-We weren’t broken,” I wept. “Rosalie. Fuck!”
“Easy,” he said gently. “I promise, E. I fucking promise you.”
