Maliyla's POV

I felt something different when I woke up that morning in Hector's arms. After turning to look at him, I smiled when I noticed he was still sleeping. As always, he appeared devilishly handsome and at ease. Tears welled up in my eyes as I turned away from him, his arms still around me. His arms tightened around me as I closed my eyes and breathed deeply.

"Well, I'd say good morning, but you're crying in my arms," Hector said, tightening his embrace.

"My tears are not caused by ...