Lulu.. Coco thought, her eyes glued to the scroll before her.
She turned to the mediator waiting for her response, his hands balled into a fist beside him.
Are you being serious right now? She grumbled in her mind, her eyes narrowed into a glare as she stared menacingly at the school.
I literally told him that I don't want to bring him because it's dangerous, but now I have to bring because of the mission? And what? I only have twenty four hours? Coco could feel her grip around the hoe handle tightening.
"Coco?" Zaque called out, his face scrunched up in confusion.
Why did his wife suddenly stop walking? Why did she look at him with a certain look in her face as if she was contemplating something and was being threatened?
Coco's lips pursed into a tight line, her eyebrows furrowing as she ponder about her options.
Though, hearing the red haired man's voice, Coco had snapped out of her inner turmoil.
She looked at him.
