"Why are you going in there on your own?" She couldn't help asking. "If you are going there, so am I."
"Zaria," he rubbed his forehead. This was not going to be an easy battle.
Seeing how difficult it was going to be to convince her to stay behind while her beloved entered what looked no different from a battlefield, Ximena picked up her makeup tools. "I'll show Ciara around if she hasn't gotten the hang of it yet. I don't need to do the makeup, anyway."
Desmond shot her a thankful glance and sat down in the chair next to hers. "Honey, I would let you come with me, but you know that it's dangerous."
"Which is exactly why you don't have to go on your own. Don't you know that better than anyone?" She demanded. Surely, he knew how worried she would be if he was on his own. What if the plan failed and he was trapped in there with Nathaniel, Gabriel, and who knows who else?
