54. Distant Memories

...Hunter POV...

Nearly a year has gone since the last time I saw Sienna. Each day was harder than the last. I hoped that staying away from her would be for the best. She didn't remember me anyways. So I shouldn't destroy her life by pursuing her now. Our memories together would have to be enough since there wouldn't be any new ones in the future.

I downed my glass of aguardiente and placed the glass back on my desk, eyeing it as if it would tell me all of life's answers when Tomás walked into my office. Tomás made a remarkable recovery once the effects of the drugs Kevin had given him had left his system. He lost a few years of his life but acted as carefree as someone that had the best childhood. I loved the resiliency in him. No matter what life did to knock him down, he always stood tall and brushed it off as nothing more than an obstacle. This kid had so much to be resentful of, but not once did his smile falter. Even when he was on what we presumed to be his deathbed, he always