ANTONELLA’S POV

I was hurt. I was broken. They were my family too and the last thing I would have done was allow my Father or support him in killing them. Could Salvador also believe I had killed him? Would he also believe I had a hand in his death?

I had no idea who this stranger was but he made me even more sad by accusing me of killing Salvador and his parents.

“Shut up, you murderer! You had a hand in his death!” He yelled angrily.

“What are you saying? I would never kill my best friend. I would never kill Salvador and his parents. They meant so much to me. I love Salvador” I sighed. I could see the look of surprise in the stranger's eyes but I was not going to lie. “I love Salvador as a brother and I also loved him….. The way a woman would love a man”

Well, I knew it was so wrong admitting it in front of a total stranger but I was tired of bottling the whole feeling up. He was gone anyways. I had to let the feeling go away even though it was difficult. Perhaps, it would be easier for me to let g