Lia pov.
Slowly turning around, I saw Moses standing there. I couldn't believe he truly meant it when he said he was keeping an eye on me. I smiled, not wanting him to suspect what I had just done.
"Why aren't you sleeping?" I asked.
He stared at my hand and noticed the pillow, looking up at me. "And what are you doing?"
I glanced away for a moment, knowing I couldn't let him find out what I had just done. He was a troublemaker himself.
"I came to check on him. I know you might think I'm evil or bad, but I still care. You've got a soft spot in me," I explained.
He walked over to me, took the pillow from my hand, and stared at me. "What are you really doing? I saw what you did. Are you trying to kill him?" He held me tightly by the neck, making it hard for me to breathe. In that momen
