Lorraine Lebedev
Silence filled between us.
I was anxious to see how he would react to what I told him.
Would he help me?
Would he report me to my father?
The answer remains unknown until he speaks his mind.
"Dante." I called out, anxiety creasing in my veins.
Dante looked at me, an unknown emotion swirled in his brown eyes.
"Lorraine, why are you telling me this?" Is the first thing that left his mouth. I sighed, taking a set at the edge of my bed. "I don't know." I answered truthfully.
I actually do not know why I am asking for his help. I just feel like he has the heart in him to help even though he is loyal to my father.
Dante crossed his arms deep in thought.
We sat like this for the past five minutes, anxious by the minute.
"If I help you, I will be seen as a traitor and
