Derek
*Salvador*
“Salvador,” Aria snapped at me with her fingers. I happened to have lost track of our conversation being carried away by the thought of understanding her ridiculous gestures.
“What are you waiting for? Tell me how she makes you feel?”
“Sad,” I replied instantly. I watched the smile on her face fade at my response. All her gestures seized like someone had poured ice water on her. “I don't have any rushing feeling, nor do I understand what it means to be nervous, all I want is to protect her. I want to make sure that everyone who had hurt her pays for what they did. I want to give her the life she truly deserves. And every second I spend knowing that she is far from being happy hurts like a flame is lit inside of me,” I explained briefly and steadied my gaze on her. “Th
