"Are you sure about this?" Emilio asked looking at me with concern.

Was I sure about this? Hell no.

Was I still going to go through with it? Hell yeah.

"I'm fine" I reassured him with a forced smile. I don't know who I was trying to convince, him or me.

"We can go back home if you're not feeling up to it" he suggested holding my hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze.

We were currently sitting in the car outside the warehouse where everyone was waiting for us. A few days ago I was sure that this was a good idea, but now that I was actually here...