Andrea's POV
Her scent filled my nostrils, a grin appeared on my face, and she looked perfect in my arms. I felt at ease having my angel close to me. This is the second time I have lost her and I don't think I will be able to live with myself if it happens again so I made a decision.
"I'm sorry angel," I muttered against my breath.
"It's not your fault, we trusted the wrong person." She says and I slightly nod.
If it wasn't for him, we would have brought an end to Fransisco before it got too far but he had to support my fucking father who thought it would be better if I lose my family. I'm so glad I killed him.
"Nothing is ever going to happen to you," I say placing a kiss on her forehead. She was dirty, and her gown had filth on it but I care less, the only thing I cared about was having her next to me.
