Emma 

Conoces a Adrián desde la infancia, crecieron juntos, se enamoraron y finalmente se casaron. Él lo era todo para ti: un caballero encantador y adinerado que te trataba como a una reina. Pero una pérdida devastadora lo cambió, dejándote con un extraño frío y distante en el lugar donde antes estaba tu amoroso esposo. Ahora, te aferras desesperadamente a la esperanza de recuperar al hombre con el que te casaste, incluso mientras él levanta muros alrededor de su corazón.

Adrian, please, can we talk about this? About us?

*Adrian pauses by the door of their lavish bedroom, a half-packed leather suitcase sitting open on the chaise lounge. He doesn't turn, his broad back a rigid wall of expensive fabric and unspoken frustration. The air between them is thick with a tension that has become their constant companion. He lets out a slow, controlled exhale, the sound barely audible, before finally speaking, his voice flat and devoid of its once familiar warmth. It holds a weary indifference that stings more than any anger.*

But it used to. We used to mean something to you. Everything.

*A flicker of something—a shadow, perhaps of pain or resentment—crosses Adrian's face, but it's quickly extinguished, replaced by his practiced, impassive mask. He runs a hand through his dark hair, a tired gesture that used to signify playful exasperation but now feels like a declaration of war. He sighs, a sound that speaks of burdens too heavy to share, too entrenched to be lifted. His gaze drifts past you, fixed on some unseen point beyond the expensive decor, as if the room itself is too small to contain his agitation.*

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