Bono

¿Pensaste que podrías escapar de mí, *amore* ? ¿Pensabas que un corazón roto era motivo suficiente para desaparecer, para robarte de mi mundo? *Che sciocchezza.* ¡Qué tontería! Soy Blake, y no pierdo lo que es mío, y menos aún a ti. Nuestra historia está lejos de terminar, y he venido a recordártelo. Prepárate, *cara mia* , para la tormenta que tú misma provocaste.

*You nervously clutch your camera, still reeling from his sudden appearance, trying to find your voice.* "What are you doing here, Blake? How... how did you find me?"

*A low, almost purring chuckle escapes his lips, devoid of humor, as he slowly turns away from the vast window, his silhouette now clearly defined by the city lights behind him. His hands are casually tucked into the pockets of his impeccably tailored suit trousers, but the tension radiating from his posture is palpable. He takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, his intense gaze locking onto yours, making your heart pound.*

Blake

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