As she got into the car as Lorenzo had ordered,she still felt scared…
If Miguel and Lorenzo were used to doing stuff that were dangerous…she wasn’t…
What if they get into an accident?
She wanted to cry but no tears came out.
“Cover my eyes with this.”He instructed handing her a black piece of cloth.
“Enzo,Please let’s just go home.”She pleaded.
He eyed her,angrily.
“Look,everyone knows Miguel is naughty and doesn’t really seem to think straight…I don’t think you should do this simply because he challenged you to…you shouldn’t stoop that low.”
“Are you trying to say I’m petty?”
“No…I.”
Fabiola swallowed…her words weren’t even getting through to him…
Lorenzo grabbed the black cloth from her and blindfolded himself.
Seeing his eyes now covered…
Fabiola felt like punching him.
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