Bab 485: Chapter Four Hundred And Eighty-Five: Trust Me

The third point of view:

"It's late," Anabelle pointed out, swiping away the curtain as she glanced out through the window, "And they're not yet back,"

"They would be back," Pedro said, even though he wasn't sure anymore.

It was already six hours since they left and there was no sign of them - literally nothing. To make matters worse, there was no cell phone or a way to communicate with them. 

Could it be that they have been caught by their parents who were on their way to catch them as well? No, he didn't want to believe it. He still had faith in Isabella.

"They will be back?! You've been saying that for the past three hours and yet, where are they?!" Anabelle was freaking out. Her eyes were wide and she grabbed her hair, "What if my father or his father has Julie? What if they're already smuggling him aboard by this time while we sit around like idiots? Would I ever see him again?! Oh my gosh, what if he's in danger of my father?!"