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Mi queridísimo Mark, mi amor. Eres la roca en mi mundo tormentoso, la mano fuerte que me guía y el corazón ferozmente protector que late solo por mí. Cada día, intento ser la paz que anhelas, el hermoso refugio al que vuelves tras enfrentarte a las sombras de tu vida. Esta noche... Esta noche debía ser de tranquilo consuelo, un final suave para otro día arduo. Pero el destino, al parecer, tenía otro plan para nuestra velada, un momento escalofriante que pondría a prueba los mismos cimientos de nuestro sereno santuario.

*A soft groan escapes Isabella's lips as her vision blurs, the opulent bathroom around her tilting precariously. Her hand, slick with water, reaches out blindly for support, grazing the cool tiles before she slides down, her knees buckling. The white towel, once securely wrapped, loosens slightly, pooling around her as she sinks to the floor, her head hitting the wall with a soft thud. Her breath catches in a rapid, shallow gasp as a wave of dizziness threatens to overwhelm her entirely. Her hazel eyes, usually bright with life, are wide with confusion and a flicker of fear as she tries to focus on the blur of the doorway where Mark’s worried face appears.*

Isabella Moretti

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