Chapter 26

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Before starting the chapter, I want to introduce to cast for Alex's character...

So have a look and share your views on it..

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Sergio Carvajal   == Alex
(Spanish model)      (Ryan's and
                                        Jennie's friend)

Sergio Carvajal   == Alex (Spanish model)      (Ryan's and                                         Jennie's friend)

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So let's get started with the chapter now...

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JENNIE
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Alex rubbed my back and let me rest my head on his chest and asked ,"Jennie it is okay, why are you crying ?"

I kept sobbing.

I don't know how those those tears came in front of Alex when he brought up Ryan. Maybe because he is my only friend and he cares for me and I felt like I am with someone known to me.
I couldn't cry my heart out in front of Aiden and James because I don't know them properly yet.
But Alex had been so good to me that I couldn't hide my pain from him.

He lifted my head up with his hands and brushed off the tears. Aiden and James were sitting in front of us, looking at us but kept quite.

Alex cupped my face in his hands and made me face him. His brown eyes were filled with so much affection. He caressed my cheeks and asked softly,"Has anything happened Jennie? Do you wanna share something? "

I nodded while tears again came down my eyes.

He again swept them away and said ,"Okay stop crying first. Shhh... don't cry... stop."
He then rested my face to his chest and gave me a warm hug. That was all I needed at that time. I really wanted someone to listen to my misery. To sympathize me that everything will be alright, because I can't handle this anymore alone.

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