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Maximo's POV. When I woke up in the morning, Rosa was still sleeping. She looked so innocent and vulnerable, curled up in my arms, sleeping like a baby. I held her in my arms, lay awake, not wanting to leave her, and got up. Her arms circled me, and her face pressed to my bare chest. Her slightly parted lips and the slow, soft snoring sound gave me satisfaction that she was asleep carelessly when I was holding her. That was the thing I liked most about Rosa. She was not even a percent fake. She used to be just like she was. She never had to dress or wear heavy makeup to impress a guy. They got lured into her simplicity, which was pure and innocent. I didn't want to disturb her sleep, but my greedy heart craved to kiss her. I tenderly kissed her forehead and her nose. She kept sleepin