Bree's POV
A sense of relief washed over me as I heard Lorenzo's voice from the other side.
Although I didn't want anything to do with him before that time, he sounded like a hero; my hero. The one who was about to wipe the tears off my face and that of Hazel and her entire family.
Jansen remained in shock, frozen at a spot with his eyes unable to move away from me.
“I can't hear you.” The voice sounded again and this time, I cleared my throat and wiped off the tears that flowed down my right cheek.
“It's me. It's Brianna,” I stated the obvious, sniffing in even more tears. “I need your help, Lorenzo.”
“What is it you want? Say it and it'll be done,” he confidently urged me, almost causing me to smile.
Almost…
“I have someone. She's the mother of my friend in whose house I live,”
