Honestly, I had no place to be since I didn’t live in El Domingo. After I buried Lor, I left town. I had the keys to his house, but I didn’t want to go back. Doing so was more of a punishment than trying to remember the happy times I had in that place.
When I reached the courtyard, I stopped. Just a few feet away sat the woman I lost. The woman I would have done anything for. Instead, I did everything to.
I broke her heart.
I kept my distance, not by choice.
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