Chapter 72

Pablo's POV

I was a piece of shit.

Definitely a piece of shit.

I let Joana get out of prison with the idea that we couldn't have something beyond that sex. That anything else together would be wrong and debatable. I didn't make an effort to show her that I had lost my entire axis after the moment we connected through sex. I didn't let her notice all the desire that still burned under my skin and made me want to run after her.

It was raining that night, and if it weren't for the fact that she was protected by two brutal security guards, I would have tried to get her to stay with me. Even if we didn't talk. Even if we didn't do anything. Just because the rainy night brought me all kinds of bad feelings. But I had already ruined everything.

I went back to my cell and found Ramirez already snoring. The guards who put me inside didn't make any jokes, which meant they had no idea that my visit that night hadn't been that of a doctor. On the one hand, I imagin