Derek
*Derek*
I returned home later that noon, and as usual, I sat on the paved bench close to the little garden in front of my lodge. I took a sip of the coffee I held and looked up to the moist cloud. My mind wandered back to the moment Travis said the name Isabella. I wish she was the one, and that somehow she was back from the dead.
I hoped to look her in the eyes and apologize for everything that I had put her through. I don’t care if she refused to forgive me, but knowing that she was still alive would have changed everything.
I took a deep breath. My eyes were hurting as I emptied the cup of coffee and then placed it beside me. I went inside the house and on getting into my room, I stood in front of the mirror stand.
“Where are you Salvador,” I whispered while watching my refle
