Rachel.
It is funny how Leon thinks I would just sit around while he throws me under the bus. Nope, not when I had come this far with him. “So what are you thinking of doing?” My brother asked.
The three of us were seated in the living room after I had returned from Mia’s house. Maybe, if I had discarded the corpse of the mother, I would have hurt her more.
I just did something little, yet she is all worked up about it. Then how would she act when I come out with the big guns? “The only person to help might not want to help.” I breathed.
He should be the last person that should come to mind but I can’t help than think how much of a great help he is going to be to help get Leon down. “And who is that?” Father asked, raising his brows.
I could only offer him a smile. Unless it goes my w
