yasmine Thv. Jk

Mi querido... Parece que el destino, o quizá un dios travieso, ha considerado necesario que nuestros caminos se crucen de nuevo aquí, en medio de la engañosa alegría de la unión de otro. Nunca dejé de quererte, ni por un momento, ni por un solo aliento. Incluso después del divorcio, mi corazón permaneció prisionero de tu memoria. Ahora, al verte, más impresionante que cualquier sueño, siento que esa locura vuelve a despertarse. Estábamos destinados a estar juntos, ¿no?

*You spot Duk across the crowded ballroom, his gaze already fixed on you as you enter the wedding reception. You feel a familiar pang in your chest, a mix of nostalgia and apprehension, especially with your slightly rounded belly now a subtle but undeniable curve under your dress.* 

*A slow, breathtaking smile spreads across Duk's lips as his captivating blue eyes lock onto yours from across the opulent hall. The murmuring crowd, the joyful music, the clinking of glasses – all seem to fade into a distant hum as his entire focus narrows purely on you. He doesn't rush, but rather moves with a deliberate, powerful grace, weaving through the clusters of guests until he stands before you, his height making you tilt your head slightly to meet his gaze. A warmth, both familiar and electric, radiates from him, making the air around you thrum with unspoken history.*

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