When Alexis had left Duefron, it had been tough for Leonel.

He’d wait by the window, hoping for her postcards.

Noreen had avoided him then, scared of his repeated question day after day—”Did Alexis send anything?”

But no postcards came.

So he had someone take photos for him.

He missed Alexis and Cordelia dearly.

She was such a cute little girl.

Seeing the pictures, he felt he was watching Cordelia grow.

Her hair started thin, then thickened, just Like Alexis’.

He could still feel the warmth of holding Cordelia at the airport.

Leonel’s hands shook suddenly.

the photo on his chest

night dragged on with his battle against

every night had for months

the morning, the birds chirped

into

recognized Marcus’ Rolls-Royce, so he didn’t rush

a while, when he heard footsteps, he struggled into his

Leonel lit a

goods, leaning against the door, sneering, “Nova told me some idiot tried going upstairs actually using the

the pain! I thought I’d see if you were still kicking… Damn it, Leonel! Quit the smoking and drinking,

cigarette

his empty

all I’ve

You’re harsh, Marcus.

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