Chapter 108

Savana's POV Enzo was still frozen, staring at the painting in his hand, as I looked at him. It wasn't just that he was a jerk. It was clear that this had a significant impact on him. He was irritated, and I needed to know why. ‘‘Enzo, this is my painting...'' I said quietly, hoping he would understand. ‘‘No one has ever done anything like this before. I know that for a fact…'' I tried to reassure him. He must be accusing me of plagiarizing someone's work for a reason. It was designed by my sister but it was me who did it. It was me who painted it. I tried to get her techniques, tried to do what she was doing for my family to accept me again. This wouldn't be solved if both of us were to freak out. I needed to know where he was coming from and why he was acting the way he was. He obviously made a mistake. He had to have. Enzo's irises were filled with a thousand memories as he looked up at me. I had the impression that I had known him for a long time. I was terrified because there