#Chapter 77: The Half-Moon Tournament

Enzo The very next afternoon following dropping Nina off at her dorm after the unceremonious dinner at my father’s house, my phone rang; it was my father. Rolling my eyes, I picked it up. “I just left,” I growled, still angry with him for everything he had said at dinner. “What do you want?” “Hello to you, too,” he said in his usual condescending manner. “You need to come home.” “Why?” I asked. “You gonna marry me off already?” “Just… Come home, Enzo,” my father said. He sounded almost as though he was holding himself back; as though someone else was there. I let out a sigh, nodding instinctively even though I knew he couldn’t see me. “Alright,” I said. “I’ll be there soon.” I was sitting on my couch and processing everything when he called me, so I reluctantly stood once I hung up and got dressed. A little while later, I stood outside my father’s house, my frown deepening as I saw an unfamiliar sports car in the driveway. I shoved my hands in