Sofia
“Then I guess it's back to Louisiana for us,” Malcolm states.
“Yes,” I respond.
“We are going too,” Jemma proclaims and nods at Iain.
“No,” I look her in the eyes. “This is my fight. I am only taking Malcolm, Ashlyn, and the twins.”
“The twins?” Jemma narrows her eyes and looks at Malcolm.
I nod, “Yes, I am going to give them to my aunt.”
Jemma’s eyes widen, “Are you mad?”
I glance at Malcolm, who has a neutral expression on his face. He seems to understand what I am doing. “Not mad,” I express. “Just saving us all.”
“Malcolm?” Jemma looks at her son.
“It will be alright, Mom,” He touches her arm and then looks at me, “I trust you.”
“I wouldn’t,” I mutter and pick up Yvaine, “Grab Damon. We are leaving now.”
Malcolm picks up our son and follows me out of the room while Je
