Date = 5 April
This see-saw day is not over yet!
Place = San Francisco (Enrique’s home to Inferno)
Showered alone and went back to the club.
POV - Enrique
Covering her with a blanket feels too gentle for a guy like me, but I do it anyway — slow, careful, like I’m afraid she might crack if I move too fast. Her curls spill over the pillow in a tangle of fiery red, one loose strand plastered against her cheek. I brush it away, fingertips skimming warm skin, and my stomach knots when I catch the faint shimmer of dried tears.
Why was she crying again? Was it because of me?
The thought feels like a punch under the ribs. My heart cringes.
This girl is extraordinarily beautiful, naturally ― not like all those superficial bitches that surround me all the time. She’s beautiful in that rare,
