It had been a day since they had locked us up. For some reason, it didn't feel as horrible as running into the mafia's hands as the most wanted person.
I remembered when they were taking us away, Celine was crying and shouting my name. She looked wrecked and my heart broke watching her like that. She deserved so much more and better, while I had dragged her into a world like this. I didn't want to imagine what she would be found through.
Thinking of her, my body craved to touch her and feel her skin against mine. I wanted badly to run over to her and hug her tightly, tell her that I'd come back but I knew I couldn't. All because I couldn't keep my eyes on the damn files.
They had been interrogating us for quite a long time, even threatened to use torture methods on us if we didn't speak
