"This is a nightclub, Serena. It is in the slum. You can't go there alone," Sasha exclaimed, but I had made up my mind.
"Sasha, just tell me the address," I insisted.
"Serena..." she began, but I cut her off.
"Please. This is my only chance to save Cecilia," I sighed. "She is my everything."
"I know, and I understand, but there must be another solution," she replied.
"There isn’t. I tried to take a legal loan, but no bank would lend me that amount. I have no other choice. I’m running out of time," I explained.
"Serena..." she started again, but I shook my head.
"Please understand. Cecilia means everything to me. How could I look at my reflection in the mirror knowing I hadn't tried everything to keep her alive? How could I live with the thought that there was a chance to save her, b
