CHAPTER 12

Sasha Jones Morales

Damon drives in silence while typing gently place your fingers on the steering wheel rhythm of an old Kanye West song, I say nothing, the wind blows on my hair and the sun is already starting to set. The sky took on a magnificent orange color.

“Why did you want to leave early?”

“Because I would have simply shouldn’t have come in the first place.”

He sighs, probably frustrated with the wave answer that I decided to give him. I pass my hand on my forehead, a little annoyed by my own behavior. Yes it happens and it's very rare.

He kindly took me back and he tries to make conversation with me and all I manage to do is respond to him aggressively.

“It’s just that I heard a little conversation that I shouldn't have to hear and it made me a little angry.”

“Ah…” replies the tattooed man behind his black glasses. “What did Natalie say again?” I furrow my eyebrows before realizing that he had already made me understand that I should be wary of her. It's no surprise t