"Where will he go after this mess is sorted out?" I asked, hopeful he would be placed in a safer place.
"He will be reported and will be returned to the orphanage," Alex broke my expectations.
My heart panged with guilt as I remembered his eyes desperately crying out for help. Didn't they promise him that he wouldn't be reported? I narrowed my eyes to question him about keeping his word to the poor boy.
"It was Luke's promise, not mine," Alex shrugged before pressing more buttons on the IV machine.
"And we'll only be sending him once he recovers," Shelly tried to console me.
I started to feel really bad for the boy since we were about the same age. At most, he appeared like he was three years younger than us. He took all that effort in escaping the orphanage to be returned to the same
