Christian
“I forgot my shoes.” Luis pouted while Christian buckled him up. “Don’t worry about your shoes.”
Christian felt bad for what he was about to do—but he was desperate to keep Serena and the baby safe, even if that meant Serena not talking to him ever again.
He got into the driver’s seat and sped off. There were only four and a half hours left. If this new plan wouldn’t work, it would’ve all been for nothing. “Where are you taking me?” Luis asked after a while.
“I’m taking you to my place.” Christian lied to Luis, but Luis was much smarter than that. “Your place is the other way,” Luis whispered. Christian felt bad and knew that Luis might’ve had an idea of what was about to happen, but he had no choice.
“Luis, you know that I would never do anything to hurt you, right?” Christian looked at him for a second. “I know,” Luis mumbled. “And I know that you are keeping Serena safe.”
“Good,” Christian spoke. “Then you also know that you have to go back to your brother.”
