MIA POV
"So what now? She's not safe here Clark", Peter said, his face was hard, and he glanced at me. His expression softened, then back to Clark with a hard stare again.
We're currently in the basement; I am sitting on the long sofa and beside me was Clark. His arms were encircled around my waist and he was so close...uncomfortably close.
In front of us was Peter and the two were on our right side. Cheska was seated on the small sofa while Tofer was seated on the armrest of her sofa. They looked cute together...
"I don't know", I whispered and glanced at him; he looked at me worriedly, then looked back at Peter again.
"If we go out of the country, they'll definitely track us.." He continued.
"You know I’m not the type that would run away, Peter, I could just kill him if I wanted to
