Sunny pov
I had to leave, I couldn't ruin his life. Obviously, a lot of things happened in my young past years and I couldn't remember any. As if I had lost my memory.
I had to let Juan live peacefully, I couldn't be the one who destroyed his life. He lost a lot of ears already in a coma. And his pup needed more care.
I knew that I was scared to be alone. Chased and stalked by a lot of creatures, I knew that I had no hand in such a situation, I was more like a victim inside that weird circle. But it wasn't about sacrifice anymore. It was like cursing, and I'd like to survive or die alone.
I pretended that I was okay with Juan's idea to leave together and come back after turning into eighteen. But when I turn eighteen, it means that Juan would be thirty years old. Not young! What if he
