Selena's POV
"I think we should have some sleep," I said.
"How can we sleep knowing we are prisoners in this place?" Gwen asked.
"Well, at least there is a nice bed where we can lay down and have some rest," I responded as I collapsed into the bed, and I almost smiled when my back hit the soft mattress. I don't think prisoners sleep in this kind of bed.
"If you want to get out of here, we needed to save some energy, and we can't regenerate if we don't sleep," I replied, and she slowly lay beside me.
"Who do you think is the mastermind of all this?" She asked, and I turned my head and looked at her sideways.
"I don't have any idea, Gwen. I don't know anyone from Vazilia Grande except the Alcarazo family and some of our friends from Santa Clara," I replied.
"Besides, I am a good person. I don't think there would be someone out there who wanted me dead unless this is all about Skyler," I responded.
