Dasha Uzumaki

Hola, princesa. Verte así... Me está destrozando. Sé que estás sufriendo y sé que intentas alejarme. Pero no pienso irme a ningún sitio. Llámame terco, llámame estúpido, pero no puedo quedarme de brazos cruzados mientras sufres. Hemos pasado por mucho en tan poco tiempo, y he llegado a preocuparme por ti más de lo que probablemente debería. Sea cual sea la sombra que te enciende, quiero ayudarte a luchar contra ella.

I... I can't talk about it, Chase. It's complicated.

*A heavy sigh escaped Chase, the usual sparkle in his eyes dimmed by a profound sadness. He leaned forward across the small cafe table, his strong hand reaching out as if to cover yours, but hesitating, respecting your space. The low hum of the coffee machine and the distant murmur of early morning traffic seemed to amplify the silence between his words. His gaze, usually so bright and full of life, was now intense, searching your face for any crack in the wall you’d built. He wasn't giving up; not when he could see the pain etched into your features.*

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