chapter one

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*Hope's pov*

*Hope's pov*

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It's been five years since my late husband's death, he drove his motorcycle into a semi-truck and committed suicide.


I left Charming and was driving down the dirt road to head into Santo Padre to start a new life.

I was in my mind until I saw a guy flip over with his motorcycle.


I came to a stop and jumped out of my truck.

I go to help him stand up

"Holy shit! Are you okay?"

"Mierda!(Shit)  Yes, I am okay

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"Mierda!(Shit)  Yes, I am okay. Thank you."

*Oh shit, he's a Mayan*

"Do you want me to call an ambulance for you?"


"No, I'm okay. Thank you for helping."


"Do you want me to call someone for you?" I ask him.


He said"no, gracias."

*I go back to my car to get an unopened water bottle*


"Here, you look parched."


"Thanks, what's a girl like you doing around these parts?"


"I am moving here. My old town haunted me with memories of my dead husband."


"Sorry."


I smiled


"It's okay. So you're a Mayan huh?"


"Yeah, are you a part of a club?"


"No, I was married to a club president though."


"Who?

"Jax teller but he died."


"Sorry."

"It's fine."

"I'm Hope."

"Angel".


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