‹Florenza's P.O.V.›
My eyes shrink in disbelieve, clenching hard the pointed g*n I am holding too. Why is he here? Why? "Y-you what are you doing here? " I ask him. He is not supposed to be here. No, we are not supposed to meet.
His eyes stare deep into mine as if trying to search for someone. "Aren't I supposed to ask that? What are you doing here? Florenza Dela Vega. Or should I call you Elena?"
My body turns stiff, unable to bring out any words from my lips. I don't even know what to say at this moment, the hold on my g*n falter. I close my eyes hoping that once I open them, he is not in front of me anymore, but he is still there, eyes full of emotion.
"Elle... " he calls out to me, moving forward step by step.
My hold on the g*n turns tighter. "Don't you dare go near me or I'll ki
