Chap-152*Don't Be My Hero Now.*

Cynthia Dion: "You didn’t. Enzo told me nothing happened," he looked calm as hell, but his statement didn’t really calm me down. "AH!" I opened my mouth wide apart, bobbing my head as I understood things clearly now. "That’s why you know I didn’t do anything. You must have seen me kill someone with your own fucking eyes to not believe a word I say. I mean, just because Enzo said nothing happened, you now believe even when I am telling you I did fuck him good," I clenched my jaw, and my nostrils inflated for a second before I gritted my teeth. "Cynthia, this anger won't do you any good," his feigned concern was really starting to grate on my nerves. "Really?" I scoffed, unable to believe it. I didn't appreciate his behavior. He was putting on this facade of caring when, in reality, I knew he didn't care about me. "You know what? Why don't you just give me some space?" I stared at him, my anxiety making me sway back and forth. "Leave you alone in this state?" He finally raised his voice