20. End to your nightmares

ERICA

"Hey."

I blinked open my eyes and met his golden ones. At some point during the drive, I had dozed off and he had pulled me into his side. And as I looked into his eyes, for a moment forgetting about what had happened in the restaurant, I leaned toward him and softly brushed my lips against his. "Hi,” I whispered.

He trailed the tip of his fingers down my cheek and tucked my hair behind my ear. His eyes were soft unlike the way they were so dark with anger earlier as he said, “Come, we are here.”

I looked out the window and asked, “And where is here?”

“You will see.” He murmured as the car came to a stop and he waited for the car door to be opened before we stepped out.

Antonio put his arm around my waist, tugging me to his side as we made our way to an unidentified building that looked like it had no windows. There was no sign on the black door or even the neighborhood looked a little bit shady with other unnamed establishments on either side of it.

I glanced at Antonio but di