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something so beautiful that you just can’t help but stare,” he replied softly.
    My almost immediately face felt hot. I looked at him with a shy smile and he grinned.
    “Can I ask you something, Livie?” he asked leaning back in his chair. I nodded curiously.
    “How long did it take you to remember everything?” The waitress came back at that moment and handed Alejandro a glass of white wine and a glass of red wine to me. I took a sip and glanced out the window again before I answered.
    “After I woke up? About six months of Sof’s nonstop harassment,” I said with a laugh.
    “What was the first thing you thought of?” he asked softly.
    “Actually my first thought was ‘how the hell did I survive that?’” I replied truthfully. I grabbed one of the rolls and broke it in half thoughtfully, “My second thought was ‘I hope he survived too’.”
    He let out his breath in a shaky gust. I hadn’t realized he had been holding it and I wasn’t quite sure what he was expecting for an answer, so I looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
    “César survived as well. The three of us survived the crash, but there were four. Don’t you remember, Olivia?” he asked his voice slightly cracking.
    I stared at him for a moment, and then turned my attention toward the sight of the sun setting in Pamplona trying my damndest to remember. I leaned back in my chair and tossed the roll onto the table. Who else was there? César was the one that got the door open. Alejandro was the one that met me in the zoo. And Teresa was at the airport. Oh. Oh shit.
    My hand covered my mouth in shock. I had always just assumed that we all survived the plane crash completely forgetting about his sister being there. Tears stung my eyes even though I didn’t remember her much. I think it was more because of the look of absolute heartbreak on his face that made me want to cry.
    “Let’s talk about something else. She is a conversation for a later time,” he added abruptly. I stole a glance at him and saw him wiping his tears away as well. I couldn’t help but think that if my own insecurities with Mitchell hadn’t taken me to Spain, then Teresa would still be alive.
    “You’re probably wondering why we’re in Spain again,” he said conversationally. Actually yeah; the thought had crossed my mind. “We won’t be staying here. I just wanted to come home for a bit. Our destination is Italy.”
    I raised an eyebrow and reached for the glass of wine the waitress had set down in front of me. Alejo asked me if I knew what I would be ordering, and I turned the menu to face him and pointed. In absolutely flawless and spine tingling Spanish, he told the girl what we wanted with a charming smile on his face. When she left he turned his attention back to his glass of wine and took a hearty drink.
    I reached for my purse and fished my cell phone out. Once I brought the screen to life, I found my contacts and opened up to Cassidy’s name.
    APPLE BANK.
    I waited for her response. I smiled at the thought of such a silly pair of safe words, but they always got a great reaction out of her and being in Spain without her just felt wrong.
    WHAT? OLIVIA WHERE ARE YOU? OH MY GOD! I’LL COME GET YOU!
    I giggled. I loved Cassidy like a sister and she was always trying to keep me out of trouble. I looked up at Alejandro and help up the phone.
    “Smile, Mr. Castle!” I said cheerfully. He laughed and held up a hand, asking me to give him a moment to regain his composure. “Tick tock! I’ll take it right now if you don’t smile!” He quickly ran his hands over his face and gave me such a big grin that I couldn’t help but laugh after I took the picture.
    And there we sat. Two former lovers, laughing like nothing had ever happened. We laughed like there was not a care in the world, like there wasn’t another man that wanted my heart or like I hadn’t almost died to be with him.

Two
    I soon found myself becoming serious as those thoughts echoed throughout

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