ALEJANDRO’S POV.
Tito’s Mom moves the pistol to her temple and I move my other hand to hold unto my wrist in other to stop my right hand from shaking. As soon as Joe notices my hand, he moves to stand next to me and I nod as his eyes seeks permission to take the pistol from me.
“What?! Don’t you want me to die? I thought you lived for this. Your love was fake after all. Your daughter is here now, you should focus on saving her and not stopping me.” She shouts as she points at Lucy who reels back.
From my side view, I notice her leave the building in a haste and maybe that explains why her foster parents who I thought were actually her parents weren’t really there for her. That should be the last thing I care about right now.
“She just left, run after her.” She adds and I really can’t
