LEO'S POV
"Lucia," I mumbled and held her hand before she could step down in the stairs.
She then turned her gaze on me with an upset looks and raised brows.
"What time is it?" I asked without giving her any idea of what's going on.
I forgot to tell her that every eight in the evening. The water in the lighthouse becomes higher and the stairs won't be seen.
This was probably the reason why I am too paranoid earlier while we talk. I should have remembered this thing because these are important.
Fuck,
"It's already eight fifth nine, it's about to be nine in the evening why?" She asked knowing nothing.
I'm afraid that she might explode of fear and worries because I didn't tell her about it.
"We can't go down now,"
"We can still be--- what!?" She exclaimed as she raised her both hands with irritation and shocked.
