Enzo's POV.
No one would have prepared me for this...I felt powerless ...defeated even . My mom's pictures all over the wall made it even worse. Smiling at me J basically not here. Why did she not fight more...why did she just give up on us leaving us with no mother but a shitty father.
How was i supposed to take care of my sister...I did not know how to do anything this..this was a huge responsibility on my shoulders that I was not sure I would be able to handle.She was growing up ...in a womanly way and I did not know how to have those conversations with her . My mum would be baking cookies in the kitchen right now or some new pastry she learnt and could not wait for us to taste it . The heavy weight on my chest...
I feel like my world is falling apart but then looking at it it's literally falling apart.
