Demarco stepped out of the shadows with a somber look on his face.
"Demarco, what are you doing?!" Warren shouted. He was beyond baffled.
“I'm sorry." Demarco stared at Tallis and Warren in the cage, looking pained and conflicted.
“Why?" I asked. The anger and confusion in my voice could not be hidden.
This was not at all how I envisioned the rest of the night going. I got up from the ground to face Demarco.
“Let them out! You are supposed to be our friend and Warren is your family!"
Theo, on the other hand, remained silent and composed. His gaze fell on me, and he instructed, “Ciana, get out of here. Now."
How could I run away without at least getting some clarification of the situation?
“Forgive me," Demarco shook his head. “I had no choice."
“What do you mean?" I asked.
