"Hector"

Samantha and I held each other for a long time. I lost myself in memories. Memories I wanted to bury deep inside and didn't want to share with anyone. Feeling her there, hugging me, supporting me, was somehow a balm for all that open wound.

When we let go, I looked into her eyes, convinced that if it weren't for her, there wouldn't be anyone else who would stay in my life, be by my side, help me leave all the pain my father caused me in the past.

"Come back to me, Sam, forever," I whispered.

"Hector..." She sighed. "Did you go to that stud farm with her after I caught you two together?"

"Yes." I didn't want to talk about it, but I had to be honest with her.

"And why did you go?" "Because she sent me a crying message, saying her life was over and she wanted to die, and if I didn't find her, she'd kill herself. I can show you the message."

"I don't want to see it." Samantha turned forward and crossed her arms, clearly defensive.

"Sam, I don't like her, but I can't be irresponsi