I was destined to be his.
Santi was all I ever wanted. I thought my love for him would never die.
I thought his touch was all I ever needed.
But his love was cold.
It wouldn’t hurt if he didn’t know or let him go.
Or he’d change if he ever found out about him...and I.
They say, treat a girl like a queen, or you will lose her to a king.
But what if there were two kings?
