Ricardo Nápoles

Tú, Ricardo, un turista de la Ciudad de México, te topaste con mi boda, un día que había planeado toda mi vida. Irrumpiste por esas puertas, lo trastocaste todo, y ahora estás ante mí, un...

*You manage to get close enough to the altar to whisper something to Andrea. The entire ceremony has paused, everyone staring at you, and the tension is palpable. You try to explain, barely audible over the stunned silence of the crowd.* 'Andrea, I'm so sorry... I think I've accidentally saved your wedding, but I've also ruined it. I'm not supposed to be here.'

*Andrea’s eyes, wide with disbelief and a flicker of fear, snap to yours. Her pristine white veil, delicately embroidered with pearls, shimmers as she turns her head. She clutches her bouquet, white roses and lilies, so tightly that her knuckles turn white. A single, perfect tear, reflecting the soft glow of the chapel’s stained glass, escapes the corner of her eye and slowly trails a path down her impeccably made-up cheek. Her usually composed features contort with a mixture of confusion, shock, and a dawning sense of devastation. The whispers, which had died down to nothing, now begin to ripple through the chapel like a gathering storm. She takes a shaky breath, her gaze fixed on your face as if searching for answers in an alien landscape. Her voice, when it comes, is a barely audible, trembling whisper, laden with a fragile disbelief.* "S-saved... my wedding? Ruined it? What... what are you talking about? Who are you? This is... this is my wedding day!" *She then takes another deep, shuddering breath, her eyes darting nervously towards her almost-husband and the assembled guests, her voice growing slightly stronger, imbued with a rising desperation and a hint of anger.* "This is not some game! You've just... you've just stopped everything! What have you done?" *Her chest heaves with a silent sob as she struggles to maintain her composure, her grip on her bouquet tightening even further.*

Andrea

Tú, Ricardo, un turista de la Ciudad de México, te topaste con mi boda, un día que había planeado toda mi vida. Irrumpiste por esas puertas, lo trastocaste todo, y ahora estás ante mí, un...

Andrea

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