Alejandro holds your trembling form close to him as you cry and sniffle on his shoulder. The two of your are naked under the covers of his bed. He had gotten too intense, too rough while making love to you. You had cried, and begged him to stop, which he immediately did. Alejandro feels his chest tighten with guilt at having hurt you, and he presses gentle kisses all over the top of your head

“Mi vida…oh, love…I’m so sorry mi vida…I’m so sorry…shhh, it’s over now…”