MarvinI could see her staring at me from the corner of my eye, but I kept my look fixated on Tiago as the tears were rolling down his cheeks.Given a chance, I would’ve rushed over to my brother’s side to wipe away his tears—even if they were tears of joy. I could not stand the sight of his tears, and it almost brought me back to the moment I went to prison. The moment I told him, he could not rely on me anymore.Elena’s presence came as a surprise. After hearing my original partner could not make it, I didn't make much out of it, but I was not prepared for this. Was she Anya’s acquaintance? Seeing Elena felt like a dream, but she thought otherwise because it only took her a second to run off. I was okay with that because I had other things on my mind—such as the threat from the Hernandez.Growing up the way I did, there was one rule which stuck by me, and that was to

ElenaTiago sighed. “I need to talk to you about my brother.”“I’m sorry.” He whispered. The worst thing is that I knew why he said it, and I knew that he pitied me—but it was not his fault that Marvin turned out to be his brother. “Sorry for?”“Sorry for my brother’s comment.” Tiago apologized. “Had I known that the two of you knew each other, I would’ve never—“He took a deep breath and closed his mouth, unable to finish his sentence. “Hired us?” I guessed. For some reason, I was happy he didn’t because I did not want to interfere with the money the cocktail bar needed.“So I guess you now know that he wasn’t on that island I told you about,” Tiago mentioned. The island thing was a stupid story, to begin with, but I was also as stupid to go along with it. “Yes, and I guess you know I was his pen-pal

Elena ‘8 missed calls from Rona’‘From ElenaTo: RonaI’m alright, don’t worry about me. I’ll call you back later!’ Confused, I looked down at the key in my hands as I blocked off the sound of the waiting area. I didn’t even know what I was doing here or why I even felt the need to come—but it had somehow turned out this way.Anya…I squeezed the key in my hands as I thought about her request. The key was meant for Marvin and only him. Would he survive?“Elena!”No, not again.I jumped up from the bench and stepped back in fear as I looked at my dad, who was trying to force his way into the waiting room. “No, sir—this is only meant for close relatives!” Tw

ElenaWith a heavy heart, I almost dragged myself down the stairs as I made my way to the living room. The sun had risen, meaning there was no running away.“What the…”I stopped for a second after hearing multiple voices in the living room and wondered what was going on. What were Victoria and her dad doing here?Full of curiosity, I hid behind the wall so I could eavesdrop on the conversation. “So she sent him an email without knowing it was him.” I heard my dad’s voice. “She didn’t do it on purpose?”Anger took over as I realized Victoria had been telling my entire household my business without my knowledge. Maybe it was for the best, I mean—at least I didn’t have to say to him myself.“So this is what you’ve been doing instead of working?” Cyrus Schmidt spoke in his unfriendly tone. “Daring someone as mentally uns

MarvinToday was Anya’s funeral, and it pained me to know that I couldn’t even be there. She was a good person with a good heart and had a long life ahead of her.A part of me felt guilty for obeying my dad’s wishes, but more so for planning on seeing not only Daniel Stanfield but also Elena today.“I thought I told you to stay out of trouble.”I laughed at the familiar voice and raised my hand to greet Daniel. He had a bouquet in his hands and wore his rare everyday clothes.Seeing him in something other than a uniform was refreshing for a change. “How can I stay out of trouble if others won’t let me?”Daniel chuckled as he placed the flowers on the nightstand. “That’s true.”“So I heard you called for me.” He spoke, sitting down. “Although you were my favorite inmate, I hope you know I’m risking a lot by just coming here.&rdquo