Lunara clung to his arm. Hugging it to her to keep him close. She let his arm go when he moved it. Only to let out a sound of relief when his warm arms wrapped around him. She stopped shaking as much when the security blanket feeling settled in. Relaxing some and stopped crying. Though when they stopped this time she no longer felt a strong urge or need to cry. She felt safe again. She needed to talk now. Needed to tell him what was bothering her so much. Maybe it would help her get better faster. With her mind made up she tries to find the words to start to tell him.<br/><br/>She looks at him with searching eyes. "He won't hurt me again will he? I don't know how he found me. I made myself vanish from the islands. I thought he would not ever be able to find me. Yet somehow he found me and was hurting me again. It was horrible. It was like living the years from fourteen to almost sixteen all over again. He would find me back then. I would escape him then he would find me. So I left Hawaii. I left the United States. Never looked back. I had a friend who after I got the passports brough me to Spain. Helped me get out of there without any way for him to track me down or know where I went." She says in a way that told she needed to talk about this.<br/><br/>She sighs sadly just a bit. "I was scared. I couldn't  escape the car. It wouldn't unlock or be kicked open or anything. Then I was taken to a house. He trapped me in a house with him a couple of times. Tried to force himself on me. A couple times he tried to kill me. In a car he tried to kill me with crashing it. Multiple times. He would hurt me and occasionally he broke a limb. Made it look like an accident. It wasn't. I ended up in the hospital too many times to count. One time he almost killed me. He said I was his. Called me awful names. Treated me like property not like a person. The first several months was nice than he did a one eighty. Turned into a monster." she says softly. "Please...I don't want him to hurt me again. What if he tries to hurt Antonio to hurt me? He would do it too. Hurt a child to hurt me even worse than he can. It gets worse because I don't let him just hit me. I fight back even though it hurts and he scares me." she says softly.<br/><br/>Her eyes looking at him and she flushes. Resting against him. "I am glad. I really love you. I never felt this strong of an attraction or love for someone before."<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Antonio looks at Ada. Jumping up and down expectantly. "Awwwww...." he says cutely. Looking at the oven. "Bake faster!" he says in a half demanding half urging way. Giggling and pouts playfully. "It won't bake faster but they smell nummy." he says softly.</span>