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Alex stared at the sleeping figure of the male beside her. His habit in curling around her was nearly amusing but she couldn't help the way she felt as she looked at him.

Marcos was intoxicating. She doubted she told him enough, and she always feared that she didn't. The idea that he'd one day think she never did love him destroyed her.

There was already one person that she had disappointed, and she didn't want to do that to him.

At that thought, her head throbbed. Flashes of the past circling around her and thoughts that she managed to bury when she read appearing again.

"Read! You know it's important! If you don't, you know we'd lose everything!"

"You don't need anyone but your family, Alexandra. So stop looking outside your window. If you're not done with that work, you're not going anywhere."

"One more book, Alex? One more, just to be sure?"

"Read! Stop dawdling. READ!"

"You know we need this money. Your Father's a failure and all you have going for you is your brain, so this scho