We both took a moment to appreciate the fact that Damian had parked his car behind bushes, out of sight, and we were already set in motion.
My heart raced through my chest, pounding with excitement. "Are you prepared for this?" I inquired, but the words disappeared as soon as I stopped.
Damian didn't immediately glance at me. He opted to take a deep breath and exhale slowly. "No, I'm not sure.". We are unable to make an alternative decision.
After his departure, the car door swung open and I followed him, my legs feeling like jelly under my feet. Despite my instinct to move fast, I was convinced we were making the wrong choice. Why did they say it was so difficult? If Lucian knew we were in his hands, what would happen? If we were unable to escape, what would be the outcome?
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