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I stared at Jonathan as he slowly ate the food given to him. The Abano family hadn't hurt him too much, but he still had a black eye and a cut lip. Seeing him hurt, even if it was nothing major, made my stomach turn. It's all my fault. My involvement with Antonio is the reason for his kidnapping. "I can feel you staring at me, you know." he said and looked up, a hint of a smile on his lips. How can he be so kind towards me? I've put him through hell! "It's all my fault! They hurt you because of me." I said sadly and tried to hold in my tears. Jonathan reached out and took my hand, holding it tight. "That's why we should leave, go back to America." he said and stared deeply into my eyes. His words surprised me, they weren't what I expected him to say. Leave? Leave Antonio?