It had to be, the same damn day. I cursed myself, I cursed the damn universe for putting me in this situation. I’d rather be beaten up on a jail cell than letting it come to this. She had her reasons, but she didn’t understood. How could she? I barely even talk to her in a non professional context. But I just couldn’t stand the thought. She would be by herself in that damn place. If it would be any other disco I would be just fine, calm and happy that she can get to relax away from her suffocating environment. But it wasn’t the case. Now I know what goes on in that damn mansion. I knew it was only a matter of time, and I’ll be dammed if I let that just happen, I don’t know what I would be capable of doing to keep her safe…

But I am damn sure I’m not gonna sit here while she is in danger, even more now that she doesn’t know.

I won’t let it happen, I’d rather throw it all away than picture that scenario.