Chapter 55

ALEJANDRO'S pov I had trouble falling asleep. With her arm slung across my chest as if I were her anchor, Camila was breathing steadily next to me. However, I felt unsteady. I thought I was sinking. The picture. She was sleeping. I was standing next to her. That message. Not every member of your team is yours. I couldn't get it out of my head. I kept thinking about it. How did they enter? Who opened the door for them? Even worse, what if I was to blame? As quietly as possible, I slipped out from under the covers. Her hand searched for a moment before she fell back. For a moment, I observed her. She appeared secure. calm. I was aware. Peace like that doesn't last. I poured a drink downstairs. I wanted something to burn even though I didn't need it. Maybe it would alleviate the guilt that had been weighing heavily on my mind. You said you would keep her safe. You made a vow. And now someone entered your home as if it were their own. "Are you still up?" Esteban. As though he owned the pla