Chapter 63

Valeria

He was there. He was right there! I wanted to touch him. I wanted to kiss him, hug him! He looked so… broken. I can’t do it. I can’t break this bond. I love him. I want him. I need him.

I cry in bed, my hand on my chest, trying to soothe the pain in my heart. My face is covered in tears and snot.

He said it was all a lie, a plan. Is it true? The angry part of me, my mind, wants to reject the idea. It tells me he’s lying. My heart—the part of me that loves him—tells me it’s true. Whic