TWENTY-EIGHT

"Xi, she has succeeded in turning Jax against me. Jax and I used to be close—not too close, though—but we were close and had each other's backs every time. But now, he hardly speaks to me and yells at me every second. Was it my crime to be her friend?" Giada sat on her bed, pouring out her heart.

" Jax would always be your brother, Giada; he may be going through a rough patch right now. With a lot running through his head on whom to choose and which side to pick, Just give him some time, and everything will be alright."

" Are you sure about that?" Giada threw the question back to her, sipping from the glass Ximena gave her.

" I cannot guarantee that, but that's what I feel," she said to her friend.

Xi admired Giada so much. She was rich and down to earth, so different from the other people she went to school with. She was so pure and had a gentle soul, giving people room to take advantage of her. Xi had never had friends like Giada before.

What no one knew was that she was once a