The glares Alex was getting were deadly, but he would focus on them later.
"don't mind the guns love, they won't hurt you," Alex said to a scared Lia. From the look of things, she hated guns and was very scared of them. Alex however knew that taking the guns off the table wouldn't make her listen to him.
It would still be her choice and more than anyone else, he knew that she would leave I'm if she had a choice. Alex looked at his comrades, who looked at him with curiosity, trying to figure out how he was supposed to crack the truth and let it be known to the innocent girl in his life.
They openly pitied him.
They had never seen Alexander so vulnerable and it was obvious Lia was affecting him in all the possible ways, and that was something they would use to their advantage.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!