Elias's p.o.v
"Hey," Pablo whispered softly.
I wanted to look at him and smile like my usual self would do. Sadly I couldn't. The pain I was experiencing was way shattering and intense. Martha was family, at least that's what I thought. She was like my very own mother. Having her reject me was a huge blow to my heart, I couldn't take it lightly.
"Babe, how long will you act like I'm invisible. I too feel bad over what my mother said to you." He said softly then knelt beside the open door of my car and rubbed my thigh gently. I shifted in the car's backseat to look up.
I quickly sat upright when my eyes met Mark's own.
'What the hell was he doing here?. Did Pablo by any chance call him over?'
A lot of questions were going through my mind at once.
"Move over," Mark ordered seriously.
