Camila
I could see him clearly. His face. He was pale. He was laying on the ground in a pool of his own blood. I was trying to scream but no sound came out. He was slowly disappearing. I fell to my knees and everything went black. My eyes were heavy. I couldn't really make out any of my surroundings. It was cold. I suddenly felt warmth. It wrapped around me. Then I was embraced in a strong grip. Two strong arms held me. The scent of spearmint hit my nose. Tears formed in my eyes.
"Luciano," I whispered.
"I'm here," he said.
"How?"
"I told you I would keep you three safe," he said. "You told me to come back so I did. I made sure no matter what I would come back."
"But," I blubbered out. "They said."
"It was part of the plan," he said. "I didn't mean to hold it from you or cause
