Selfish

Sheila's POV

How could I not see it earlier? I had been so focused on escaping El Narco, that I walked into an even bigger fire. André Wolfe was that fire and he almost consumed me tonight.

I made my way towards my room in this annoyingly, huge mansion. André was with his father in the hospital, so he should be pretty occupied for the whole night. That should give me enough time to pack my few belongings and hightail out of here. I have to get away from all this. I never wanted my life to come with this much drama.

Getting into my room, I grabbed a small leather bag and started rummaging through the wardrobe for a few old clothes of mine. I made sure not to take any of the stuffs that André had bought for me. My belongings weren't much, so it was pretty easy fitting all of them into one bag.

"Sheila?!" Madeline's soft voice suddenly made me halt my actions. My eyes widened in shock and I couldn't find it in me to turn around and regard her.

Wasn't she supposed to be at a friend's plac