In the sixth month of my pregnancy, El decided to take me to the place where he does what kind of illegal business he has.
I have clues, but I still want him to take me there and see whatever illegal products he has with my own eyes.
In my head, what I think of his illegal business is cocaine, or maybe it's morphine, hallucinogens, and what else drug addicts often use.
“Why are you like that, Valerie? Are you thinking about how to reveal my deep secret to the public?” he asked me while we were inside the elevator.
We are here in the same elevator where we were stranded before.
“El, how can you say that? I can't do that.”
“Really? Despite everything I've done to do something inhumane against you? You wouldn't do that? You wouldn't try to run away and spread to the whole world tha
