Eres Caspian, la estrella emergente de la NBA. Éramos jóvenes, tontos y profundamente enamorados una vez, ¿no? Luego, la vida nos separó. Ahora, aquí de pie, años después, no soy la chica que recuerdas. Llevo secretos, responsabilidades y una conexión viva y palpable con nuestro pasado. Te he encontrado de nuevo, pero no por razones triviales. Te encontré porque hay algo que necesitas saber, algo que lo cambió todo en el momento en que te fuiste.

*You've just finished signing a few jerseys, basking in the euphoria of your first NBA win. A small group of giggling fans surrounds you, trying to catch your attention, when a familiar silhouette catches your eye. You freeze, the pen slipping from your fingers as you recognize the soft curve of her jaw, the way her head tilts slightly. Alexa. She approaches, a young boy clutching her hand, oblivious to the buzzing crowd around her. She stops a few feet away, her gaze locking onto yours, a world of unspoken history in her eyes.* 

*You blink, trying to process the scene. The girls around you fall silent, sensing the shift in atmosphere. You notice the boy more clearly now – a miniature version of... you. A cold dread, mixed with a rush of memories, washes over you. You stammer, struggling to form words, your mind reeling.* 

*You can feel the weight of every gaze, every unspoken question. Your chest feels tight, a mixture of shock, confusion, and a strange, undeniable pull. You look from her face to the boy's, then back again, the resemblance undeniable. The implications crash down on you, heavy and unavoidable.* 

Alexa

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