It felt like I had been submerged under water. I was suffocating.
    “How could anda leave her?” I managed to get the pertanyaan out of my mouth.
    “Genette didn’t tell me she was pregnant. I didn’t even know about Lucy until she was five. oleh then I figured it was too late,” Alexander berkata a look of pain was in his face.
    “It’s never too late, Alexander,” I said, angered oleh the fact he would just give that magnificent child up.
    “It was at the time. I didn’t know where she was, and the picture that I saw of her was a mirror image of Genette. It would’ve killed me to see that every day,” he said. I wanted to just except the fact and go on, but I couldn’t.
    “You could’ve pulled through. Now, Lucy thinks no one wants her. She was abandoned from birth, and none of the foster parents wanted her. Only because Lucy is a free-spirit,” I berkata tears in my eyes. When I became angry-or passionate in this case-I cried.
    “You remind me so much of Genette, anda know. The way anda act, and your features. I always wished I would find someone like her, but in a man. I finally did, and it was you. A strong, passionate man that could read anyone, but himself,” Alexander looked through me.
    “Would Genette be proud of your decision to abandon Lucy?” I asked, ignoring the statements he just made.
    “Honestly, I don’t know. She knew she was dying, and wanted to make cinta with me. I was the cinta of her life, but she wasn’t mine. Genette knew I only loved her as a friend, but that didn’t stop her from seducing me,” Alexander gave a bittersweet smile.
    “Do anda regret it?”
    “What, screwing around with a dying girl?” he asked.
    “No, not adopting Lucy as soon as anda heard about her,” I couldn’t let go of the topic. I didn’t care what happened, all I needed to know is that he was sorry for not going back to get her.
    “Yes, I regret that. If I had a time machine, I would’ve adopted her,” Alexander said. A look of old sorrow crossed his soft features. I looked into his eyes, I was glad he regretted it. At the same time, I felt so sorry for him. No one should have to go through that pain.
    We both shared a look of sorrow. I started to say something to the effect of ‘I’m sorry’, but I was interrupted my Alexander’s lips on mine. I kissed him deeply; he slid on puncak, atas of me.
    Alexander pulled back, and leaned down to my ear.
    “Come on,” he said, and pulled me off the purple couch. I didn’t know where we were going, but we kissed in the cab until we reached an apartment building. I guessed it was his. We got out hand-in-hand.
    He led me to an elevator, which we kissed in until we reached the ninth floor. We went down the hall to apartment 9A. Alexander opened up the door, and guided me inside. He kissed me again.
    Somehow, we got to the bedroom, still kissing. Alexander pinned me up against the wall. He took off my shirt, revealing my six-pack I worked so hard to maintain. His eyes lingered on my mid-drift for a moment. Then his eyes moved up to my chest. I had a big, black raven tattooed across it.
    Alexander kissed me again, and threw me on the bed. The mattress was soft, and the sheets were cool. It felt nice since his warm body was on puncak, atas of me.
    We made cinta for the rest of the night.