Dear Don, We Can Never Go Back to 18 Chapter 05
Enzo’s face went rigid with shock.
Elena’s expression turned alarmed as well.
“Ada, how can you pick on a small child like this? That’s going too far.”
I shot her a cold look.
“You think picking on a child is wrong?”
“Then why did you steal what belonged to my child?”
That medallion was the Guardian Angel medallion I had blessed for my baby when I first found out I was pregnant.
For Leo’s first birthday, Enzo had given the sacred pendant to Elena’s son instead.
I remembered that day perfectly. I had tried to take back the only keepsake I had of my unborn child.
Leo had screamed and cried in terror. Enzo had been furious over the boy’s tears and kicked me hard in the stomach.
I crumpled to the ground in agony.
Elena snatched the medallion back and fastened it around Leo’s neck again.
Enzo’s words still echoed clearly in my mind.
“Items are meant for the living. The dead can’t take anything with them.”
“That child is gone. Why cling to this useless trinket?”
I faced the man playing the role of my teenage love and pointed once more at Leo.
“That belongs to me. Take it back.”
The eighteen-year-old Enzo could never refuse a request from me.
His jaw tightened, and he fought against his own reluctance.
In the end, he reached for the medallion around Leo’s neck.
Leo burst into loud, terrified sobs.
Pity flooded Enzo’s eyes, and he spoke in a soft, pleading tone.
“Give this pendant to the nice lady, okay? I’ll buy you a brand new one later.”
Leo clung tightly to the chain and cried harder.
“You’re my dad! Don’t leave me!”
Enzo closed his eyes, worn out and defeated. He turned to me.
“Can we not drag a child into our problems?”
A bitter smile tugged at my lips.
“My child lies all alone in a cold grave. He has no birthdays, only a death anniversary.”
“He never got to wear a guardian medallion. He never even got to call you dad once.”
Enzo paled completely as my sharp gaze locked onto him.
“He had absolutely nothing.”
Enzo gritted his teeth, reached out, and roughly pulled the medallion free from Leo’s neck.
He turned and chased Elena and the boy away without another word.
That night, Enzo slipped his arms around me from behind.
“Are you still upset?”
He leaned down, trying to press a kiss to my neck.
“I don’t know those women. I wasn’t defending them.”
“I just thought it was pointless to upset a child.”
I gently pulled myself free from his embrace.
“The divorce papers were submitted a month ago, and we rushed the process. Roland Moretti, our divorce lawyer, called to say the divorce decree has been finalized.”
“We’ll go finish all the formalities tomorrow.”
Enzo’s arms froze mid-air.
The next day, every step of the process went smoothly.
I tucked the divorce decree safely away and walked out of the Civil Court building.
“Ada!”
Enzo ran after me, his face filled with confusion and unease. He seemed reluctant to keep up his teenage act any longer.
“I—” He hesitated for a moment. “Let me drive you wherever you need to go.”
“No need,” I said with a soft smile. I pulled open the door of a taxi waiting at the Street Taxi Stand. “I’m leaving for a place far away.”
“The real twenty-eight-year-old Enzo will come back to his senses sooner or later. I don’t ever want to see him again.”
“I can never return to the days when we were eighteen.”
“And you can’t stay trapped in that role forever either.”
His face fell, lost and adrift.
I climbed into the taxi.
I rolled down the window and spoke one last time.
“You know what? The eighteen-year-old Enzo didn’t know how to drive a car.”
He would never have offered to give me a ride.
