Hermosa

I quickly snapped out of my delusions, turning my head to face him staring at me. Every feature on his face showed that something was wrong.

"I should have warned you and I'm afraid it's too late."

"Too late for what?" I asked, a mix of curiosity and dread building in my gut.

He shook his head, burying it deeper in his palms. This was the first time I had seen him like this. He was never usually like this.

I had brought him so much worry and pain all at ...