Christian
“So,” Dario awkwardly spoke. Christian gave Dario a shrug and pointed his head towards the warehouse. “You told me you’d lead the way, so I’ll let you lead the way.”
“I wasn’t talking about the way inside,” Dario spoke, irritated. “I was talking about the conversation.”
Christian let out a laugh and placed his hand on Dario shoulder to pull him towards the warehouse. “Oh, the conversation?” He spoke, sarcastic. “Do you even know what our cousin looks like?”
“I...have no idea,” Dario chuckled as the two made their way inside. Dario could not the unfamiliar faces and some of the family members who shot him an unamused glare.
“It’s nothing against you,” Christian explained to him. “It’s because they feel threatened by your presence.”
