NATASHA POINT OF VIEW.

I had felt queasy throughout the birthday party, and had only tried to smile to put up an appearance. Clayton noticed and constantly whispered in my ear that it was fine. He thought I was not feeling too well, and he wasn't completely wrong; I was sick to my stomach, and all because I had asked them to kill an innocent girl. At some point, I almost called Trent, asking him to call off the mission, but I held myself.

Clayton and I walked towards Enzo to wish him a happy ...