Rome, Italy.
Carlos's pov:
"Yes," Kai said nervously, his eyes darting between Alliana and me. Alliana's arms crossed over her chest as she scrutinized us both. "So, what happened?" I asked. I rubbed my brow, trying to gather my thoughts. "We played a prank on her; she got emotional, she ran out of the house, she snipped herself, and she needed stitches, which is why she's in a wheelchair," Kai explained, his words rushing and tinged with unease.
