Chapter 33

The pain in his chest was excruciating, tears kept pouring. He could not understand. Why in the world was he feeling that? They had managed to keep a good friendship for over six years. He had never looked at her like that. Sammy was a sister to him. Regardless, that pain expanding in his chest burned like embers and took his breath from his lungs.

“Out of all of the women in the world, it had to be her. He could pick any of them, and he chose her” he sobbed.

He could not believe his luck. So many years as her friend, and, just when he realized his feelings for her, a new man comes as an obstacle to him. He could never take on Dominik Weigand. Not in his wildest dreams.

«If only I had told her from the get go ».

That morning when he helped Samanta escape from the coffee shop. When he thought she'd come home to find refuge from the public eye, while he took his break, he found some images of her with Dominik, in the special place she and him shared. He brought her there when she was 14 years old. He decided he would share that corner of the world with her, and now, she was sharing it with someone else. An outsider.

His phone buzzing caught him off guard, when he saw the screen with Samanta's number on it, he just declined the call. Minutes later, another call from her, he ignored it once again, and twice more afterwards. He was very hurt. And very jealous.

If he could go back in time, Carlos would tell Samanta he had been secretly in love with her for a long time, he would prove his feelings to her, even before Alan, and he would spare her all the heartache.

Yes. He loved her.

He only realized six years later.