Chapter 79

Ariana's POV —

Later that night, I'm lying in my usual spot on the sofa, watching late night television. Instead of replaying nightmares over and over again in my head, I replay the kiss Alex and I shared today. I can still feel the pressure and contour of his lips pressed against mine. I lift my hand, tracing over my bottom lip with my fingers.

Alex felt . . . good.

Maybe it isn't too late to salvage the relationship between him and I. When I first met Alejandro,...