Chapter 65 — The taste of love

Louise

"Hey, how are you?" - There were some blood marks on his shirt, and when he came in he didn't have them on. The worst part was that I was wearing it.

"Hooray! What's this?" - I pulled the cloth with the stain close to my nose and actually smelled blood.

"This is that bastard's blood. I saw the images from the cameras." - He spoke in a natural way, as if it was the most natural thing in the world to say that he killed someone.

"I'm sorry. It was all my fault. I am a mess. I didn't mean to mess up his life." - I felt like a burden in Mauricio and Emma's life, even more so now, sick. At no point did I want this, and now I feel terrible and guilty about it all.

"It's not your fault, Louise. And you're not a mess. You're the best thing that could have come into my life, you know." - Maurício hugged me before we got into the car and gave me a tender kiss while he caressed my face. - "I think we deserve a night alone, I promise I'll be as gentle as possible!" - He whispered in my ear,