Chapter 14 - On the Tenth Anniversary of My Arrival, Enzo Opened the Same Folder That Had Once Terrified Me and Finally Told Me Why He Had Chosen MeWe stood in the old study.
The folder lay on the desk.
The photographs.
The medical records.
The bank statements.
My entire life.
Enzo touched the cover.
“I owe you an apology.”
“For what?”
“For choosing you without asking.”
I smiled.
“You did.”
“I was desperate.”
“So was I.”
He looked at me.
“I thought you were the only person who could survive this house.”
“Why?”
“Because you didn't fear me.”
“I did.”
He laughed.
“I know.”
“But I wasn't afraid enough to leave.”
He smiled.
He opened the folder.
Inside was one final photograph.
Me walking into the mansion.
The first day.
Seven dollars.
Old Corolla.
Terrified.
He had kept it all this time.
“Why?”
“Because that was the day everything changed.”
“For you?”
“For both of us.”
He took my hand.
“I didn't hire you to save my life.”
“I know.”
“You saved it anyway.”
May you like
I smiled.
“You saved mine too.”
