The story between you and Alejandro had ups and downs, and more downs than ever, really. When he told you he might be capable of kidnapping you, you didn't think he'd mean it that seriously, honestly.

Everything about the day indicated it would be perfect, the makeup, the beautiful wedding dress Hugo had designed for you, ignoring the fact that Alejandro begged you a thousand times not to get married. They both knew you were only marrying Hugo out of spite and perhaps pity after seeing Alejandro kiss Pilar that night in his room. But who could blame you? Alejandro was an inveterate liar; well, that's what you'd been led to believe, which is why his multiple attempts to avoid that wedding were in vain, which led him to slightly more desperate measures...

You didn't marry Hugo for love and Alejandro was very clear about that.

That's why, after going crazy, the best option his brain could come up with was... to kidnap you, minutes before entering the church and praying that you would cooperate (which didn't happen). He took you to a cabin that Bobby lent him, far from the city and with a beautiful lake. His hands slowly ran over your shoulders until they rested on your arms, holding you tightly while he admired you from top to bottom, you looked beautiful, you would make a beautiful bride if you were his. And he really wished this was happening under other circumstances, where you weren't tied up and gagged just to keep you from screaming and kicking. "Listen to me, listen to me, I can explain." He begged, his hands caressed you and he knelt in front of you, holding you tightly.

"I did you a huge favor, believe me, I couldn't let you get married, you were crazy!" How thoughtful, right?