LIA
“Carlos…” I mumbled, “what are you doing here?”
“Lia…” he tried to touch me but I flinched back.
“Why are you here?” I asked again, unable to stop my voice from trembling. It was only months ago but it felt like a year had gone past already. The guy that was the beginning of my problems was standing before me and my mouth could not find words. My legs were feeling too heavy to keep standing and a bulge had lodged comfortably in my throat. “Were you following me? Where did you start to follow me and why are you in this Pack?” Like I was supposed to ask the last question knowing it was going both ways.
“Lia.” He called. His voice was hoarse and his eyes filled with something I preferred to think was guilt. Carlos Jnr still looked very much the same. His handsome features were stil
