I received no answer. I bet it was because I was instantly riled up and he decided it was best to keep his mouth shut. When we reached the front of AT Gardens, Randy undid the child-lock for me. I was out before Sandro could. I slammed the door shut, silently demanding him to stay in the car.
Fear rose in my chest. My lips trembled, my hands fisted on the sides, but I did not falter. I continued my long strides towards the shop without looking back at the car or anyone.
I headed for my chair in an attempt to calm myself first. I produced the phone out of my bag. The urge to call my parents' was on the edge. But fear was consuming me. It was as though my system had already predicted the worst and knowing the truth would affect more than anyone, more than it should be.
Especially now.
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