Elena Torres (POV)

Love was a dangerous emotion, it always was and that was why I despised it. I have trained the strings of my heart not to dance to its melody nor walk in its pathway. I often wondered how something beautiful can be dangerous, painful and betraying at the same time. Love.

It takes more than it gives.

I opened my eyes slowly, listening to the rhythm of Andy's breath. He appears to be more approachable while asleep than alive, his aura was all over the place. The rain had ...