Rosa's pov
I sat up, "what about us? "
He cleared his throat and sat up. He then used his hand to brush his hair back and then to pull the duvet above his waist.
"I know that you know about me..."
"Yes, I do", I nodded.
"Then why are you still here? " He asked, looking at me
"What do you mean? " I asked, surprised at his question.
"I mean, why didn't you break up with me?"
"So just because you're the son of a drug lord, I should break up with you? " I asked, eyes wide opened.
"I mean no one supports our relationship. Not even your own mum", he said, getting up from the bed and started pacing back and forth.
"Well, sometimes my mum tends to forget her past. Is that all you wanted to talk about? Because I'm dizzy", I said
"Come on, don't act like this doesn't bother you"
"It doe
