บท 32: Chapter 32

The night had started like any other, but the strangeness they both felt grew with each passing second they spent together.

Eugenio was especially squirmy. What Beto had said earlier about Carlos leaving got to him in more ways than he wanted to admit. He knew why Carlos had left, yet somehow those words stung because there was some slight truth to that scenario. If Carlos did leave, then what would happen? Where would he be?