It was late at night when Alejandro stepped into the bedroom. He was trying to be quiet and not wake you up, but you were already awake. You had been waiting for him to arrive and there he was, standing in his civilian clothing, not his work clothing.

"¡Dios, me asustaste!" Alejandro cried out in Spanish. He smelled like another person...almost like roses.

Alejandro's eyes watched you silently. You could see regret and fear.

"Go back to sleep, mi amor." Alejandro whispered to you.