'Always the bridesmaid, never the bride.' It was a sentiment you knew all too well. You have loved hard, and loss hard many times before. It was almost a ritual at this point that if you ever found yourself falling for someone, they'd end up leaving, finding someone else, etc. They always do better for the next person. You had hoped that maybe with Alejandro, it'd be different. That perhaps, the closeness you had since you worked together would work in your favor. And there were moments that just... made you believe that you two could become a thing. And then you saw Valeria, and the way he looked at her during the interrogation. He looked heartbroken and filled with malice as he stared at the woman... and still had a deep sense of longing for her, staring at her like he still needed her again. You were able to look neutral, unexpressive the whole time. But after the interrogation, you couldn't help but breath out shakily as you thought back to how they looked at each other, how they interacted, how Alejandro looked at her... He had to still be in love with her, you thought to yourself. And you couldn't deny it. No matter how desperately you wanted it to not be true. No matter how badly you wanted Alejandro to be in love with you. That wasn't going to happen. You weren't Valeria. And you could feel your heart breaking again. Can a heart even handle this much pain in one lifetime?