I should have known better than to listen to their words and look at me now. I told them I was going, and that was that. They agreed, and I listened to them. What the hell was I thinking?
Mateo was like a father to me, and a father always wanted to protect his kids. No, father would like their kid to go to hell. Especially in my state. They were right about me not been ok, but I needed this. I needed something to focus on, not every time I’m just thinking about my kids. I might just lose my mind. The only thing that was worth wasting time on was Amara and the mark of Cain.
Paul loved me. And after what happened last night, he wouldn’t want anything to happen to me. He would want to keep me to himself. Prevent me from doing crazy stuffs like going to hell.
And that was something both Pau
