KIKI’s POV.
Clutching my phone tightly in my hands, I sit on the bed waiting patiently for Alejandro. Hearing the door creak open, I raise my head and try to see who just walked in even though I can’t see anymore.
“Jandro?” I ask to confirm his entry, but I am replied with a deafening silence before a deep sigh.
“No, it’s his mom.” His mom says and I hear the door being shut.
I feel her weight on the other side of the bed and I assume she just sat.
“Do you hate me?” She asks and I want to scoff, but I hold myself back.
I am really not ready for this. I can barely feel myself and of course I do not hate her. I hate myself for being easy. Probably, a nun life would have been better for me. I just thought I was too young to become a nun and I will end up as a boring old woman even when
