*Lucia*
I had another plan for Natasha. I wasn't going to play the nice girl and forgive her. Never. She has hurt me too much for me to let it go. The drive back to the club was silent. I leaned into my seat and closed my eyes. My body felt sore all over. Opening my eyes felt like a chore.
Bruno understood and didn't try to strike up a conversation with me. He didn't say anything aside from apologizing from time to time. I couldn't help thinking about what could have happened if he hadn't come to save me. Once again, I owe him my life. I turned and opened my eyes for a few seconds to stare at him.
He was still very much angry.
I adjusted and closed my eyes, not sure who exactly he was angry at. Was Natasha because of what she did to me, or was it himself? I couldn't help but wonder.
