93. Draka's POV
I suddenly forget about the pulsating pain in my hand. I was thinking of Carlos and now he is standing in front of me, is this a dream?
He is so tall, as if he would reach the roof if he lifts his hand. The gentle giant is holding a large bouquet of flowers and he has the most charming smile on his face.
I am star struck immediately, completely swept off my feet. It's not the same thing with Isabella and Barry.
Barry is white in his face, as if he has seen a ghost and he looks like he wants to run out of the restaurant as soon as possible.
Isabella still has the broom in her hand and she grips it tightly. She looks like she is holding her breath, but she also looks like she doesn't trust him.
Carlos walks over to me and puts a gentle kiss on my head. That's becom
