Bren’s pov.
It felt so good to hear his voice.
I didn’t think I would ever hear from him again and now there is a little hope down the line. After the call my mood shifted, I feel happier. He is not upset with me anymore and he misses me.
I know we can't see each other right now but we will soon. Once I find a way to get him out of that hell-hole they put him in.
I look up from my cup of cappuccino and I see him walk towards me. He is jittery again, what makes this man so nervous. He looks around almost like he is searching for something—or someone before he stops in front of the table.
‘’Hello” I greet him.
He waves his hand in the air and sits down opposite me abruptly. ‘’I shouldn’t be out with you, why did you ask to see me?’’
‘’I found him”
He nods ‘’Okay. So, what c
