I asked if it was one of her teachers, but she just shook her head no. She wouldn’t tell me who, said she might never tell me. Knew it would never e...d up in marriage and children. And she wanted that, wanted what Cecilla and I had, marriage and children. But for right now he was the one, she needed me to understand. Their need to be together at times, that she had hated hiding from me, lying to me. She had been, and was still terrified that I wouldn’t condone or understand, because of who he. Standing at it was a figure of a man glaring down at us. In the darkened club I couldn’t make out any details and before I had time to get a good look he moved out of my viewing range. “He’s up there.” I thanked the man and moved to the left, up a pair of winding stairs. My heart began to race as I hoped that it was true that this was my Damian. Or at least would lead me to more clues about where he went. When I reached the top of the stairs I was greeted by three pairs of red eyes and one pair. Inside the room, Amanda had gotten off the man and had gone into the bathroom. Raul lay on the bed with a grin on his face.When Amanda came out she got dressed, and threw a few bills at Raul saying, “Get dressed and take me home.”04.35 amHannibal was almost falling asleep at his desk. After Amanda had left it had been dead quiet in both 12 and 24. The other rooms were busy but he didn’t have any cameras in there nor peepholes. He busied himself with drinking black coffee and smoking too many. Something that probably goes against everything you’ve been taught to believe but would mean a lot to me.”“What is it, master?” she asked innocently.“I would really like you to call me Joey instead of master when we’re alone or when Nana is with us. Do you think you can do that for me?”Her face paled, and for a moment, I thought she was going to cry when her lower lip started quivering and her eyes filled up with tears. But my concerned and loving expression made her realize I wasn’t rejecting.