Onika's pov.

I put Alex to bed and wrapped a comforter around him and kissed him gently on the forehead.

After that I started pacing around the room in anxiety. Agustin is not back yet. It's already past mid night. I hope everything is fine. Did he do something reckless? Is he okay?

Where is he?

When will he be back?

I just hope he had not hurt himself or anyone for that matter.

What was adding to my anxiety was the lethal decision I took today. I don't know how I am going to act on it. It feels so wrong deep down in my heart but at the...