Chapter 44
- Walking calmly, worrying that her footsteps would be too noisy, Lisa held her breath, wincing in her heart and glancing at the teenager in front of her.
- His tall physique, similar to that of Marcos', looked nothing like the thirteen-year-old he truly was.
- The only reason one could tell he was still a teenager was through his face, which still had some baby fat, and his childish actions toward his elder brother.