Regrets

"What are you doing here,Beverly?" Diego looked concerned as he stepped out to the balcony where Bev stood, reminiscing through her whole life,the wind cascading through her full hair.

"Nothing." her voice was soft and low and didn't hold the power to carry on a conversation.

"You left your food barely touched and then you stand here lost in thoughts and you want me to believe it's nothing?"

"Sorry about the food,I just don't have the appetite to eat"

"Why?" he demanded almost immediately, he had this feeling she was avoiding him.

Summoning enough courage,she lifted her head and turned to him.

"I'm just worried about my mom and my life,nothing you should be concerned about" she tried her best not to sound rude but it came out anyway

"I've had my men look around for her.Dont be worried, they'll find her and take her somewhere safe." he held her gaze "I promise you."

She nodded slowly and began to walk away.However he grabbed her wrist.

She lifted her head to meet his eyes,their faces o