Onika's POV...
I came back home and directly went to check on Alex. After making sure he was sleeping peacefully, I made my way towards my room.
My head hurts, my heart hurts, Jacob's face keeps flashing infront of me, his pained express, his troubled eyes, like had went through a series of endless torture.....all because of me. I can't wash away the guilt that is painfully squeezing my heart.
Jacob went through all that pain, why didn't he ever tell me anything before?
He went through hell, what for, so that Agustin stays happy. Huh.
The irony of the situation suddenly hit me like a hammer, Can I even blame Jacob? Isn't that what I did as well, and the worst part is Agustin can still make me feel bad for him, like he is also a victim in all this, may be he is, as much as I would lov
