Valerie’s POV
Raton’s hug was tight and firm, protective like he didn’t want to let go of his grip, even when I tried to free myself from his grip.
I had to get it all from my head, his silence, his lies and the warning. I knew he knew something bigger but maybe I should let it go.
“I didn’t ask for any of this,” I whispered, my voice cracking like glass. “But it happened. They hurt me. It’s difficult to let go.”
Raton pulled back slightly, his dark eyes searching mine like he still hoped I would finally let it go.
“And I’m telling you it won’t end well if you keep going,” he said. “These people, they don’t just silence threats. They erase them, Valerie. You will disappear, and no one will even remember your name.”
Then my mind drifted back again, the whole story behind Sophia’s
