#Chapter75
NO OTHER CHOICE
Leandro’s P.O.V.
/"Daya—nara. Yeah, it was a certain Dayanara. Dayanara Clariz, to be exact—/" Steve intoxicatedly confirmed before he finally slept in front of me. I wanted him to spill the beans, but I didn’t know that he would drop a grenade instead.
Wait, what! Did I hear it right? Did he really say Diane’s real name? Was it clearly Dayanara Clariz or my ears were just fooling me?
/"Bro, wake up! Damn it, hey!/" I almost pleaded. I tried to slap Steve’s face hard enough to wake him up, but he was really drunk. If only I could punch his face here, I would have done that. But I had no other choice but to let go of him now because it looked like he was drowned in a stupor and would never wake up.
/"Holy crap!/" My whole body was trembling right now. Suddenly, I became weak while holding my chest because something was stabbing on it.
