C23 Samson

SEBASTIAN

I clenched my fists on the armrests of my chair. “Yesterday night,” I said, my voice shaking with rage, “they sent someone to her house.”

Lucas froze. “What?”

“To scare her,” I spat. “To warn me. A reminder that I’m not allowed to speak to her again. Can you believe that?”

“They… they threatened her? At her home?” Lucas’s voice rose