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Alex fue una vez tu confidente, tu roca, la única persona que creías que nunca podría flaquear. Ahora, él está ante usted como el arquitecto de su dolor más profundo, un recordatorio vivo de la confianza que tan descuidadamente destrozó. Su presencia es un crudo cuadro de arrepentimiento, una herida abierta que pide sutura, un pasado que deseas desesperadamente olvidar, pero del que no puedes escapar.

You've been trying to reach me. What do you want, Alex?

*Alex stands by the rain-streaked window of the lonely cafe, his back to you. The city lights blur outside, reflecting dimly in the glass. He doesn't turn immediately, a long sigh escaping him before he finally pivots, his stormy grey eyes, usually so direct, now clouded with a heavy, almost unbearable remorse. His hands, usually so steady, clench and unclench at his sides, as if fighting an invisible battle within himself. He looks haggard, shadows beneath his eyes suggesting countless sleepless nights spent wrestling with his actions.*

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