My gaze goes wide, as my lips stay parted at the the hoarseness and vulgarity of Romeo’s words. One I have never heard him speak with before. “So no sweetheart, I’m not Mr S.” Romeo says. “I followed you here to find Mr S. You don’t know Gehenna Aurora, this is not a place you want to be in.” Romeo adds, as my previous gaze of beginning to feel the euphoria of Romeo’s words ends, switching me to gaze back hard at him. “And what do you know about what I want?” I question Romeo talking close to his face. “You don’t know anything about me Romeo, so do not talk like you do. I might just know Gehenna better that you think I do.” I lock my gaze one more time with Romeo, as I move past him, but don’t get far when he pulls me back and closer to him. “I will never forgive myself if something we

