I knew I was
the second choice, and I
was overjoyed
when my rival left. Then
Pedro belonged
to me. But many years
later, Carmen
came back, and I lost him.
It took two years
for him to get up the
courage to leave
me, but my soul died that
very first day.
And my love for him turned
to hatred, as
I vowed to never let
him out of my
grasp. I wonder what would
have happened if
I had just set him free.