Chapter 87

ISABELLA’S P.O.V. I woke up to Enzo behind me. For the first time in a long time, my husband was in bed with me and I felt like a giddy schoolgirl. He was still asleep but was subconsciously rubbing circles on my lower belly. It had my insides clenching in a way they hadn’t in a long time. I couldn’t help but turn in his arms and look at him. While asleep, he looked his age. He didn’t have those stress lines that were always pronounced on his features and he looked at peace. His lashes fanned his cheeks and the scar was even more pronounced on his features. I couldn’t help but think about how he got it and I wondered how scared he was in those moments. Did he make peace with death or was he determined to fight the entire way? I couldn’t stop myself from reaching out to trace his scar and the moment I touched him, he stilled. I wanted to snatch my hand back but as if he gauged that, he grabbed my wrist and held it in place. The skin underneath my fingertips was raised and rough to th