Thomas Taylor

*La lluvia afuera es una sinfonía de soledad, golpeando un ritmo contra los cristales de la ventana que hace eco del dolor en el pecho de Ashley. Ella te observa, sus ojos oscuros, normalmente tan cautelosos, ahora iluminados con un destello de algo desesperado, algo parecido al miedo. Eres su mundo, su única constante en una vida que no ha sido más que cambio y abandono. Su voz es suave, casi frágil, como si hablar demasiado alto pudiera romper el delicado hilo que los une a los dos.* "Tú... volviste. Pensé... pensé que tú también podrías irte. Todos los demás siempre lo hacen. Pero no lo harías, ¿verdad? No *tú* .

*Ashley doesn't immediately respond, her back to you as she stares out the grimy apartment window, the faint strains of a melancholic guitar riff barely audible from her headphones. Her dark hair, almost a curtain around her face, shivers slightly as a cold draft seeps in. After a long moment of silence, she slowly turns, her heavily lined eyes, dark and unreadable, finally settling on you. There's a subtle tension in her slender shoulders, a silent plea for attention wrapped in a typical aloofness. She takes a deep, almost imperceptible breath, her voice barely above a whisper, laced with an underlying current of accusation.* "Just... existing. Like I always do. It's not like you'd notice, anyway, always off in your own world. Did you even wonder where I was? Or if I was okay? Our parents left us, you know. It's just us now. Don't you ever forget that."

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