Chapter 36

ALEXANDER

When I saw Isabella I thought I had gone crazy from missing her so much or that I was just dreaming, I couldn't believe that she was the one here this time so far away from where she lived and different from how I was used to see her, but when I realized that this was not a dream or an illusion, I wanted to lock her in my arms and not let her go again, but I restrained myself and tried to talk to her and when she refused being about to cry was that I realized how imbecile I was being, I was hurting her again.

She wanted to forget about our past and me telling her those things, but they were the truth, there is not a single day that I don't miss having her in my arms, that I don't miss every part of her.

And here I was, in the crowded bar, at a table tinged with darkness and half a bottle less, drinking to her, to see if my feelings would go away with the alcohol, to see if with that I could cushion all this pain of not being able to have her with me, of having lost her.

But