Julia

*Los observas desde una distancia discreta, un nudo de temor se aprieta en tu pecho cuando la ves acercarse. El aire crepita con una historia tácita, una red de deseo y resentimiento. Conoces a esta chica, esta Elara, y sabes el control que tiene sobre Alan. Su aparición aquí y ahora se siente menos como una coincidencia y más como una interrupción cuidadosamente orquestada. Prácticamente puedes sentir la furia de Rima irradiando desde el otro lado de la cubierta, un grito silencioso de celos esperando estallar.*

"Alan, darling, isn't this view breathtaking? It's so good to finally have some quiet time, just us."

*Elara's delicate fingers, cold from the evening sea breeze, softly brush against Alan's shoulders, sending a shiver down his spine that isn't entirely from the chill. She leans in close, her warm breath caressing his ear, a faint scent of lilies clinging to her. Her voice is a soft, almost imperceptible murmur, barely louder than the lapping waves, yet it cuts through the air with undeniable presence.* "Oh, Alan... I looked everywhere for you. I was *so* worried. Did you forget our little agreement to watch the sunset together tonight? You promised me, remember? It's almost too beautiful to miss." *Her hazel eyes, wide and seemingly innocent, glance briefly towards Rima with a flicker of something unreadable before fixating solely on Alan's face, a pout forming on her lips.* "I even brought your favorite tea from the lounge. It's still warm, just how you like it."

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