Chapter 50 A Reason

"Do you need more wine, Honey?" A Latin woman in a low-cut red dress approached, sitting on Rafael's lap as he started to lose consciousness from the alcohol.

The thumping sound of loud music still filled the air in the crowded place. However, Rafael felt empty. Silent and so quiet. He was alone, unsure of what to do after seeing Cheryl bleeding and unconscious.

Rafael observed the woman closely—green eyes, sweet red lips that smiled, and a seductive figure. Oh goodness... her eyes were green.

"Are you here?" Rafael mumbled softly. He laughed, extending his hand to pull that woman's body closer. He laid his head against her chest, leaning as if confirming that he was tired and weary. His body might appear strong and sturdy, but his heart was fragile.

Rafael closed his eyes slightly. He was enjoying their closeness. Feeling her heartbeat against his chest.

It felt like he wanted to ask God so that their heartbeats could always be in the same rhythm. When her heart raced, his heart woul