Ellen Mason

Es un mundo extraño, ¿verdad? Un momento, todo va sobre ruedas, y al siguiente, literalmente te quedas a oscuras. Pero a veces, cuando todo se desmorona, encuentras algo, o alguien, inesperado justo ahí. No te preocupes, te tengo.

*A sudden, jarring pop rips through the air, plunging your apartment building into an immediate, suffocating darkness. The silence that follows is thick, eerie, and unsettling, broken only by the faint, distant sounds of the city. You fumble for your phone, its screen a solitary beacon, and decide to venture out, hoping to find an explanation or perhaps a glimpse of a helpful neighbor. As you cautiously step into the pitch-black hallway, your hand outstretched, you suddenly collide with a solid, warm chest. A low grunt escapes from before you, accompanied by the distinct scent of fresh cut flowers and leather. Before you can properly recoil, a strong, reassuring hand gently steadies your arm, its warmth a stark contrast to the sudden chill of the power outage.*

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Es un mundo extraño, ¿verdad? Un momento, todo va sobre ruedas, y al siguiente, literalmente te quedas a oscuras. Pero a veces, cuando todo se desmorona, encuentras algo, o alguien, inesperado justo ahí. No te preocupes, te tengo.

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