Daniela's heart was racing as she slowly turned around to face the darkness. The footsteps had stopped, and an eerie silence had fallen over the room. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows. Daniela's eyes widened as she saw Charles standing in front of her, his eyes wild with desperation. Daniela's eyes were fixed on Charles's face, her mind racing with questions. What was he doing here? And why did he look so desperate? "Charles, what's going on?" Daniela asked, trying to keep her voice steady. Charles's eyes locked onto hers, and he took a step closer. "I have to get you out of here, Daniela," he said, his voice low and urgent. "Alexander's going to stop at nothing to hurt you." Daniela's heart skipped a beat as she realized the danger she was in. She had to get out of there, and fast. But as she turned to leave, Charles's hand shot out and grabbed her arm. "Wait," he said, his eyes burning with intensity. "I have to tell you something. Something that could change everything. "Daniela's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with suspicion. And why did he look so desperate?Charles's grip on Daniela's arm tightened, his eyes burning with an inner fire. "I have to tell you about Alexander's plan," he said, his voice low and urgent. "He's going to use you to get to Mr. Cruz. And once he has what he wants, he'll stop at nothing to eliminate you." Daniela's heart was racing, her mind reeling with fear. She had to get out of there, and fast. But as she tried to pull away from Charles, he held her firm. "You have to trust me, Daniela," he said, his eyes pleading. "I'm the only one who can help you now." Daniela's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with suspicion. Could she trust Charles? Daniela's eyes flashed with anger and hurt as she looked at Charles. "You expect me to trust you?" she spat, her voice trembling with rage. "After everything you've done, after you betrayed me and lied to me?" Charles's face contorted in a mixture of pain and desperation. "I know I hurt you, Daniela," he said, his voice cracking. "But I did it to protect you. And I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make it right." Daniela's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with skepticism. Could she trust Charles after everything he'd done? Or was he just playing her again?But as she looked into his eyes, she saw something there that gave her pause. A glimmer of sincerity, of desperation, of... fear. Maybe, just maybe, Charles was telling the truth. Maybe he was trying to help her. Daniela's thoughts were a jumble of confusion and uncertainty. But one thing was clear: she had to make a decision, and fast. Daniela took a deep breath and made a decision. She would trust Charles, at least for now. "Okay," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll trust you. But if you're lying to me, Charles... if you're playing me again... I swear, I'll make sure you pay for it.". "I'm not lying to you, Daniela," he said, his voice cracking. "I promise. Just please, we have to get out of here. Now." Daniela nodded, and Charles quickly led her out of the room. They moved swiftly through the dark and deserted corridors, Charles's eyes darting back and forth as he searched for any signs of danger. As they walked, Daniela couldn't shake off the feeling that they were being watched. She kept looking over her shoulder, expecting to see someone lurking in the shadows. But there was never anyone there. Until they turned a corner, and Daniela saw a figure standing in front of them. It was Alexander, his eyes gleaming with malice in the dim light. "Welcome, Daniela," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I see you've decided to trust Charles. How... quaint." Daniela's heart was racing, her mind frozen in fear. What was Alexander going to do to her? And then, just as Alexander was about to speak again, a loud noise echoed through the corridors. It sounded like footsteps, heavy and deliberate. And they were getting closer. "What's that?" Daniela whispered, her eyes fixed on Alexander's face. Alexander's smile faltered, and for a moment, Daniela saw a glimmer of fear in his eyes. "I don't know," he muttered, his voice barely audible. "But I think we're about to find out."