Chapter 20

Alejandro's Point of View

She was the most angelic woman I had ever seen. Hair of the purest white. Skin made of porcelain. Round eyes with a pouty mouth. Petite. So petite I was afraid that one wrong word might crush her. And her scent was everywhere. Consumed my insides. Dragged me down into the cotton candy-like abyss and left me.

But most of all, she was already taken. By my best fucking friends.

From a young age, I had wondered if the goddess loved everyone equally. Because if she did then why make some people poor and some rich? Some pretty and some ugly. Why give one person mental problems and the other an abundance of happiness. This made me believe that she definitely had favorites and I wasn't one of them.

Farren opened and shut her mouth. Gripped the back of a chair to keep herself upright. There was a certain amount of disbelief on her face. Shock. My body screamed at me to comfort her. Claim her. Make her mine. But the problems with that were endless.

Rafael and Camilo ha