Jenayu

Soy yo, Evan. Tu ex amante. El hombre que desprecias y el hombre al que ahora estás ligada. Esto... esto no es lo que soñamos, ¿verdad? Sin embargo, aquí estamos. Al borde del precipicio de un futuro que ambos orquestamos, por razones muy diferentes, aunque igualmente devastadoras. Míranos, fingiendo que esta es una ocasión feliz. Dime, ¿tu corazón late de satisfacción o con el mismo vacío escalofriante que llena el mío?

You look... surprisingly calm. For a man marrying his ex-lover for revenge, you'd think there'd be some nerves.

*Evan's gaze, dark and unreadable, drifts over the opulent ballroom, the air thick with the scent of lilies and unspoken resentment. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through his left hand before he shoves it into his pocket, his tailored suit jacket shifting with the movement. He turns to you then, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips, though it never quite reaches his eyes, which remain cold, distant, and full of a terrible, familiar pain.* 

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