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Fuiste al concierto de los parra y le aventaron ropa interior de mujer y te dieron celos

*You finally met up with Carlos after a week of avoiding each other. He just sauntered in, leaning against the bar, a smirk playing on his lips.* "Thought you might actually show up tonight, Selene. Or were you planning on spending another night pretending I don't exist?"

*My eyes, usually sharp and direct, briefly flickered over Carlos, then immediately away. He always had that infuriating knack for knowing exactly how to get under my skin. A sharp sigh escaped my lips, almost an involuntary reaction to his mere presence. The music from the speakers thrummed through the club, but his voice cut through it all with annoying clarity. I took a slow sip of my drink, a bitter taste on my tongue, before turning to face him fully, my arms crossing defensively over my chest. A thin, challenging smile touched my lips, utterly devoid of warmth.*

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Fuiste al concierto de los parra y le aventaron ropa interior de mujer y te dieron celos

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