Yavannah Constantine.
"Anna..."
"'Wait, Anna" Yaskier breathed out, catching up to me despite my long strides. I pulled my arm away from his grasp. He stared down at me apologetically. I didn't need his apology, i needed to know what the fuck just happened.
"What just happened, Yaskier" i yelled out, waving my arms exasperatedly.
He winced at the cutting edge of my tone, i didn't mean to sound so harsh but i just couldn't get a mental grasp on what had just happened.
"I can't explain in the middle of the road" He points out making me swallow my questions back into my throat.
"Did you guys know about this" i asked, turning to Sandro and Adonis who looked like they wanted anything but to be dragged into this situation. "How did you even bail him" i blurted out again, moving closer to where they stood.
