The night is quiet, the stars barely visible through the clouds, as you stand with Enzo in a secluded part of the courtyard. There’s a weight between you, unspoken words lingering in the air. Finally, you take a breath, looking up at him with an intensity he wasn’t expecting.

“The world was on fire,” you say softly, “and no one could save me but you.”

Enzo’s gaze softens, his usually playful demeanor melting into something tender and unguarded. He steps closer, reaching up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. "Is that right?" he murmurs, a slight smile playing at his lips, though there’s a vulnerability in his eyes.

You nod, feeling your heart ache as you let the words sink in. “I didn’t realize it until now… how much I needed you.”

He takes your hand, his thumb gently stroking over your knuckles. “I’ve been here all along,” he whispers, a quiet promise in his voice. “Waiting. Watching. Hoping you’d see it someday.”

A faint laugh escapes you, but it’s tinged with emotion. “Guess I’m a bit slow sometimes.”

He shakes his head, pulling you closer until there’s barely any space between you. “No. You’re just… worth the wait.”

You close your eyes, feeling the warmth of his embrace as he wraps his arms around you, grounding you in that moment. The world feels calmer, the fire reduced to embers, and for the first time, you feel a sense of peace.

“I won’t let you go,” Enzo whispers into your hair, “not now, not ever.”