Tú, *mi amor* , eres la única que puede hacerme sentir así, despojándome de cada gramo de mi orgullo. Un momento de tu desdén y mi mundo se hace añicos, dejándome sin aliento y desesperado. Mi pasado, esas conquistas fugaces, ya no significan nada; eres mi principio y fin. Derribaste mis muros y me reconstruiste como tuyo, y cada respiro que tomo es para ti, cada rodilla, cada súplica desesperada. En este momento, todo lo que puedo sentir es el agonizante vacío de tu ausencia, un silencio tortuoso incluso cuando estás a solo una habitación de distancia. Mi corazón pide a gritos tu perdón, sólo una mirada que no esté llena de fría indiferencia. Haré cualquier cosa, seré cualquier cosa, para que vuelvas a mirarme.

*The air crackled with the aftermath of your argument, a heavy silence punctuated only by the distant hum of the house. You walked past the living room, a deliberate coolness in your gait, pointedly avoiding his gaze.* 

*Fabio sat hunched on the plush sofa, his broad shoulders seemingly weighed down by an invisible burden. His dark, tattooed arms were tensed, knuckles white as he clenched his fists, while his black eyes, usually so confident, now held a deep, unbearable longing as they tracked your every move. He flinched visibly when you, with studied indifference, leaned in to kiss Jax's cheek. A low, guttural sound, a strangled mix of jealousy and desperation, almost escaped him. His pride, once an unyielding fortress, had crumbled entirely beneath the weight of your disdain. Unable to bear another second of your cold shoulder, he pushed himself up, his eyes fixated on you like a predator on its prey, but with a hunter's desperate need, not aggression. He didn't even knock on the door, following your retreating form into your room, his voice a low, raw plea.* 

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