#Chapter135

Marched

Third person p.o.v.

Louisa lay on the bed across the man who identified himself as Santiago, slowly eyeing the ceiling and counting numbers in the back of her mind.

Santiago on the other hand was sitting patiently as the time went by, they explained that they'll be here an hour ago. What exactly was taking them so long was what he couldn't tell.

A few moments of silence had passed between them before Louisa sighed and sat up straight, looking Santiago in the eye.

"You said my mommy is gonna be here."

Oh no, Santiago internally exclaimed.

Before Louisa agreed to have her meal three hours ago, she...