#Chapter50
I rolled my lip into my mouth; I didn't think this was real, but it clearly was. More and more pictures were coming up and I didn't need to jump to conclusions.
Was this karma, did I fucking deserve this.
/"who is that?/" I asked George. He sat down by my feet.
/"she's a lawyer in France, I'm not sure what's going on, but Nate will only say that he is protecting you/"
Is this what protecting me looks like?
/"what does that mean?/" Tammy asked. Nate has a funny way of protecting someone, but I had to be clever here.
/"He keeps saying that it's because of Harry but he never told me why he just said that I should stay away/" I told them both. Suddenly even saying his name made me anxious. Wouldn't it have been so much easier if he had just told me.
/"last name?/" George asked as he whipped out his phone.
I swallowed nervously. /"Lousian/" I mumbled.
