Chapter 2

Alexis shouldn't be feeling like this, but, what do you do when the one who could stop her from crying is also the one who makes her cry.

As she watches from a distance, she never thought that Sonny Corinthos would be the type of guy she would fall in love with. She knows he is dangerous, but she can't help it. Her heart has a mind of its own.

She is afraid to look ahead, but it hurts her so much to look back. She sees a lot of him in her daughter, her beautiful eyes, her beautiful smile. Kristina is definitely her father's daughter. Their relationship started out as a business relationship, then slowing they became friends and eventually graduated to something more than what she bargained for.

Alexis Davis won't cry anymore over anyone who won't cry over her. But, she does, in the privacy of her own home, she goes to bed each night, sleeping next to nothing, crying on her pillow.

A day never goes by when she doesn't wonder about him. She pines for him. "I will wait for you forever," she tells herself.

Sitting on the bottom of the stairs of his penthouse, with a drink in one hand, his mind wanders to thoughts of her. He takes a sip of his drink, swallows hard, licks his lips, as he closes his eyes. The memory of her enters his mind. Everything was slowly coming into place. He never meant to have those thoughts and feelings for her. It just happened.

Sonny reminisces back to earlier in the day as he walked through the park. He caught a glimpse of her in the corner of his eye. He comes across tough, but in reality he is compassionate and loving. He watches her as she slowly takes her little girl's hand and walks out of the park and he wishes he was there along side of her, walking hand in hand with the daughter he does not know is his own.

If she listened carefully, she could hear his heart breaking.

To watch the one you love walk away is the hardest thing to do. "You're the reason I wake up every day. You're in my thoughts when I first get up in the morning and my last when I go to bed at night," he whispers to himself.

He loved her more than he thought it was possible to love anyone. Not only did he love her, he was in love with her. His heart aches for her.