With shaking and sweaty palms, Monica gripped the styrofoam cup Bruno handed her. She was close to hyperventilating with how her body was trembling and how rapid her breath was. She shuddered as she gulped down the bitter medicine, replacing the cup in Bruno's large palm, noticing just how the cup seemed now in his palms.
"It's Keegan's concoction, it will calm you in no time. You just need to relax!" Bruno said softly.
"No! I don't want to relax! I want my sons back, sound and safe." She winced in her seat.
"We will get them back! I promise you!"
Bruno took a sit next to her, intentionally leaving an awkward space between them.
Glancing his way, she could tell from his tensed muscles and clenched jaws there were a lot of plaguing thoughts coursing through his mind.
Her gaze settle
