“Okay...” Melanie replied, too afraid to look Don Smith in the eye.
Alejandro waited for Melanie to leave before asking, “What did you want to talk about?”
Don Smith carried a calm look on his face. “You’re not my Ale. Where is Ale?”
Alejandro smirked. “What ifI told you that you Smiths have lost your one and only heir? Would you die from a heart attack right now? He died at that hospital in Nafaeth. You should know, I was there too. He died next to me... He asked me to live for him, in his place. To do everything that he would never be able to do.”
“Enough!” Don Smith suddenly growled. “It’s all my fault! I should have shown him more concern. I shouldn't have fought with him and sent him all the way to Nafaeth. I shouldn’t have given anyone the chance to hurt him... It’s all my fault...”
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