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However, Enzo needed it He needed so emptiness inside his chest It had once been filled by the constant love of his parents, but they had been ripped from his life In the time it took his parents to drive to the city for what? Groceries? Supplies for the vineyard? Whatever it was they’d set out to do that day, it had led to a horrific accident and forever changed the lives of their son and two daughters

When Enzo had insisted on seeing the accident photos, his stomach retched Perhaps he shouldn’t have insisted Perhaps he should have just taken the word of the police But he’d been in shock, unable to process a life without his very dynamic parents in it He’d demanded proof

And then he’d been shown the photos He’d only needed to see the one—the photo of a tangled-up piece of er There was no chance his parents could have survived None at all Thinking there couldn’t be anything else to co

Enzo pushed aside those troubling thoughts Tonight was all about the win At last, there was once again soood? Why wasn’t he on top of the world?

He reached to undo his black bow tie as well as loosen th

e top button of his white dress shirt, when Sylvie said, “Don’t Not yet I need a picture of you first”

His hand hesitated in midair before he lowered it to his side

Over the past several ood friend She had the brightest sood listener—though he usually didn’t have ht, he noticed her incredible beauty How exactly had he missed it all this time?

“This is it!” Sylvie tugged on his ar”

He stopped and glanced around The Eiffel Toas all lit up against the dark sky So clichéd And yet so utterly stunning