"My uncle tried to harm me, and my mate and she could have died because of him, she is still unconscious and suffering because of him, the man he sent was going to through us off the cliff, before any of you could have come to find me, I would have been dead, how long did it take for you to find me?." I asked Ares.
He glanced across the room before he spoke. "Thirty- minutes." He said and I nodded.
"When you came to find me, I was covered in blood, half of it was mine, my leg was broken, it's still broken. And I am walking with crutches like an old man, if Patrick men were hidden inside the bushes waiting to make sure that we are dead and they find out we are dead, tell me what could have happened." I asked.
"Luca- tell me, Ares." I breathed out. I didn't want to listen to his excuses, he wanted me to be tough, I will be tough, he wants me not to have any empathy then he has no idea what he has wished for.
