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Chapters (65)
  1. Dedication
  2. Playlist
  3. Prologue
  4. FIFTEEN YEARS AGO
  5. One
  6. SIX YEARS AGO
  7. Two
  8. PRESENT
  9. Three
  10. Four
  11. Five
  12. Six
  13. Seven
  14. ARIA
  15. Eight
  16. Nine
  17. Ten
  18. Eleven
  19. Twelve
  20. Thirteen
  21. Fourteen
  22. Fifteen
  23. Sixteen
  24. Seventeen
  25. Eighteen
  26. Nineteen
  27. Twenty
  28. Twenty One
  29. Twenty Two
  30. Twenty Three
  31. Twenty Four
  32. Twenty Five
  33. Twenty Six
  34. Twenty Seven
  35. Twenty Eight
  36. Twenty Nine
  37. Thirty
  38. Thirty One
  39. Thirty Two
  40. Thirty Three
  41. Thirty Four
  42. Thirty Five
  43. Thirty Six
  44. Thirty Seven
  45. Thirty Eight
  46. Thirty Nine
  47. Forty
  48. Forty One
  49. SIX YEARS LATER
  50. Forty Two
  51. Epilogue
  52. ONE YEAR LATER
  53. Author’s Note
  54. Prologue
  55. JANE REYES
  56. Chapter One
  57. JANE REYES
  58. Untitled
  59. Untitled
  60. Killian De Luca
  61. Killian De Luca
  62. NINE YEARS AGO
  63. Untitled
  64. Acknowledgments
  65. About the Author

Alexander walks closer to me, and I flinch when he puts his hands on my face. "I can prove to you how here I am," Alexander smirks and I laugh. Alexander leans down and captures my lips with his and I hold onto him as if he is going to disappear again. "You have no clue how much I fucking missed your lips. Your body, your voice, your touch, your fucking attitude," he says against my lips, and I chuckle and let out a sob.

"How are you here?" I say as tears fall down my face.

Alexander lifts my face so I can look directly at him. "If only you knew how hard I really fought, Thalia."

Forty Two

For those six years, in and out of unconsciousness all I thought about was Thalia fucking De Luca.

But then again, my mind was never not on her. Thalia De Luca corrupted my thoughts, even when I was on my deathbed, she was the only thing on my mind.

"If only you knew how much I fought for you, Thalia," I whisper while holding her in my arms.

"If only you knew how much I hate myself because of you, Xander," Thalia looks up at me and her eyes are still puffy from crying. "How?"

Good question.

Let's first start off with how I fucking got shot by that fucker, Cameron.

I fell into a deep coma for six years, I guess. At least that's what the doctors told me when I woke up.

My mother and father came once they heard the news, I was awake. I tried leaving but they forced me to stay so that they could explain everything to me and talk about what has happened while getting some actual food in my system and the rest I needed.

I have to wait about a month for me to become fully better and back on my feet again. I wanted to see Thalia during that month. All I thought about was her while and my parents would always show me pictures of her and talk to me about Landon while I was healing.

I missed her.

"My parents decided to keep me alive instead of pulling the plug," I joke, trying to lighten the mood. "They thought that since you already poured your heart out to me on my deathbed, they didn't want to tell you so they kept it a secret from you and pulled off a fake funeral for me and fast forward to now I am alive and standing in front of you trying to keep my dick in my pants because I am a horny motherfucker right now just staring at you," I tease and Thalia chuckles before jumping in my arms and kissing me.

"I hate them," Thalia says while still kissing me. "I hate them for keeping you away from me and making me feel so vulnerable and alone."