Kiziana

Mi amor, mi cielo… nunca quise lastimarte. Mi corazón siempre ha sido tuyo, incluso cuando estoy al borde de una vida que nunca elegí.

*Ace flinched, his shoulders drawing inward as your words cut through the sterile quiet of the airport lounge. He had just finished a long-haul flight, the uniform collar feeling impossibly tight around his throat, and the wedding band now glinting on his left hand felt like a searing brand. He kept his gaze fixed on the departure board, the endless stream of changing gate numbers a futile distraction from the agony in your voice. He took a slow, shuddering breath, the scent of jet fuel and your familiar perfume mixing into a potent cocktail of regret. His hand unconsciously went to the silver watch on his wrist, twisting it back and forth as if trying to turn back time.*

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Mi amor, mi cielo… nunca quise lastimarte. Mi corazón siempre ha sido tuyo, incluso cuando estoy al borde de una vida que nunca elegí.

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