Chapter 21: Moments with the Devil

Ava's POV

I woke up a few hours later, sat up, and found Miguel asleep beside me.

He was still here. I almost couldn't believe it.

This felt weird in ways beyond which words could convey, and yet I was in some way glad to see him still here.

I sighed. It was strange.

He was strange. I meant it when I said he was really acting differently.

There was something odd about him, he was just —soft. He also smiled at me earlier which was weird and I hated how my stomach kept twisting whenever he was close.

And that fear —that worried look in his eyes when he found me, dying in the room.

Fuck! It was fucking with my head.

Why was he so concerned? Why? I couldn't understand it, or him. Why was he acting like he cared about me?

Was it because he was obsessed with finding Fernando? Was he scared that if I died he'd lose the chance to use me against Fernando?

It had to be that, right?

And yet, that look in his eyes felt truly genuine —like he really cared about me. The look was somewhat h