ANMELA'S POV

I had doubts about opening the door because I might not like what I would see. I was frightened to think that Laurent was lying on the floor bathing in blood. In just the thought of that, my body shook extremely, my tears became loud.

A few seconds of crying, I was stunned, my mouth was barely opened when Laurent opened the car. He stared at me with the spark of pity on me.

My tears automatically flowed over and over again until it streamed down my face.

I was glad that he was safe and nothing bad had happened to him. He came over and stroked my...