Chapter 50 Sometimes fate plays with your feelings.

I was sitting on the floor with my back leaning against the wall, I had my bottle of tequila still in my hand, without opening my eyes I lifted the bottle and took a sip, I don't know how long I've been in this position, but I still feel the pain in my chest.

And I think I'm already imagining things, because I hear her voice calling me, as if she was here with me, "Marcus", I heard my name over and over again, that voice was soft and reminded me of her.

At that moment I opened my eyes, but I'm sure I was dreaming or maybe I was already dead, because I saw her in front of me, I looked at her face, that beautiful face that accompanied me all my nights and every morning by my side, the face of the woman I loved so much.

I raised my hand trying to caress her cheek and that was when I remembered everything that had happened, my countenance changed, in my face you could see my pain, covered by the face of an angry man, trying to cover the wounds that were more t