Cuco’s pov;
I couldn’t just begin to tell her everything when I had tried so hard for her to just remain oblivious and safe.
“My father is aware of this, right?” She sounded as though she was going to cry.
I swallowed hard and nodded slowly. “I wish I could tell you everything, but it’s a lot. I had to stay away for your safety and mine.”
Tears welled up her eyes and I felt like pulling her into my arms, but I restrained myself.
“Take care of yourself, Azalea Miranda,” I said and began to walk away.
She held my arms, forcing me to stop. I swallowed hard as I faced her. “I’m sorry,” I said, pulling her arms away before walking away.
I couldn’t think of anything as I walked back to my room.
That night, I was unable to sleep. I kept tossing and turning. Seeing Gonzales’ dead body and
