#Chapter 318: Testing the Waters

Nina “Nina, you need to tell me what’s going on.” In the aftermath of my mad dash to the bathroom, Enzo’s concerned voice hung in the silent air. The weight of everything was pressing down on me, the silence only punctuated by the sounds of the birds outside and the ocean below. My eyes flitted from Enzo’s concerned gaze to the overturned plate, scrambled eggs and toast forming a mushy mosaic on the white bedsheets. "”It’s nothing,” I said quickly, my heart racing as I grabbed a handful of tissues from the bedside table. I bent down to clean the mess, hoping my movements would distract him from the question. “I’m really sorry about the mess, Enzo. And your hard work went to waste. I’ll take us to the diner this morning to make up for it if you’d like.” His face remained unreadable as he picked up the empty plate and set it on the nightstand. “It’s not about the mess, Nina. It’s about you. Are you sick?” I shrugged. “Maybe,” I replied. “The smell of