Emilia's POV
No matter how much I argued, Ace and Andres were ganging up on me. Excuse the pun! I insisted that my father didn't need to know about the situation with Felipe and his family, they were my family, they'd never hurt me, but the same words were constantly hanging in the air 'You can't trust anyone.'
Within an hour of them leaving the gang house, Ace had gone to his father and right now we have my father on speaker phone while everyone decides what would be best for me, which of course I have no say in. So I am sitting on a plush tan colour suede sofa with my arms crossed over my chest trying to bite my tongue as Mr Blanco, my father, Ace, Andres and Victor argue between themselves.
The decisions had finally been made and I am officially moving into the Flaming Skulls' gang
