MARIANA'S P.O.V
Cian gave me a hoodie and jogger set to change into, one that immediately hid me. It felt like I was an undercover agent about to go on a mission. I met Cian's eyes and he broke into a laugh.
"You look funny."
I rolled my eyes, then rolled the sleeves. It only made him laugh even harder.
"Fine. Let's go."
He nodded, then grabbed his phone.
"How is your leg?" I asked as he limped towards me, his lips parting slightly.
"It's okay," he said, shrugging. "Doesn't hurt that much."
I nodded. It probably would never hurt as much as being left behind by someone whom he left everything behind for. There was no greater betrayal than that.
I held his hand, my fingers intertwining with his. He turned to me, his eyes lightly squinted. I gave a shrug, trying not to make it loo
