Esma’s pov

“You are certain they will be there.” I nodded and look him into the eyes.

“Then, let’s get those bastards for what they have to done to us.” Dumeny growled.

I clutched August’s hand in mine as I said yes too.

“I have a plan.” Dumeny said in the end.

“What kind of plan?” I asked looking at his face. now that I notice him, he have grown a quite in the few days since I saw him. his eyes, they were no longer belong to a carefree man whom I once used to know.

They have a serious sense of duty and responsibility. Plus, I don’t know...