Gabriela's deepest regret was that scar. It was only after countless reverent kisses and caresses that she opened her heart to me.

But Leon, only a few months into her job, knew exactly how to tattoo it on his heart.

What I once considered a treasure was, in someone else's eyes, obtained effortlessly.

I looked at Leon behind the woman, my voice trembling. "What's with the tattoo on your chest?"