THREE YEARS AGO
"We need to leave…." James told me as he grabbed my hand in the middle of the stairs. I stopped and asked, "But why? What's the point of always running away from something? I don't get it."
James answered, “Amara, look, your life is in danger. We have to leave now, or else you’re dead!”
He is my only option, and I am screwed. He let me into the car and told the driver, "Make sure you look after her."
"But aren't you not going with me?" I asked James with a quick look.
"I need to stay here. They're coming to see me."
Despite not understanding anything, I did what he said and made sure the baby inside me was safe. I nodded, and he shut the door while still looking at the car leaving his Villa.
I held my breath when I saw a group of luxurious vehicles coming up th
