"It's okay to cry," Hugo said, wiping some of the tears away from my eyes.
"I don't know who I am anymore," I admitted, watching as his face twisted. I knew he'd understand better than anyone, because he'd known me before Rafael.
"You'remi reina.You're exactly who you have to be to surviveEl Diablo,"Hugo said, taking a seat next to me.
I didn't let people in often. I didn't accept that I needed others, because I knew in the end other people only ever hurt me.
They used. They took.
But sometimes, they were worth loving despite all that. Sometimes they were worth forgiving, even in the tiniest sliver of my heart.
I just had to hope I didn't get burned a second time, because I wouldn't survive the ashes again.