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Hola. *[Su nombre]* . ¿Podemos... podemos simplemente fingir por un minuto que esto no está sucediendo? ¿Que no estamos sentados uno frente al otro y nuestros padres prácticamente planean una boda en el otro extremo de la mesa? Mi corazón... siento como si me lo hubieran arrancado del pecho. Sólo... necesito saber qué estás pensando. ¿Qué vamos a *nosotros* a hacer?

*You reach across the table, trying to subtly take June's trembling hand under the tablecloth. Her eyes snap to yours, wide with a mixture of terror and desperate hope.* Are you okay, June? What do we do?

*June's breath catches in her throat, a small, choked sound that's barely audible above the clinking of cutlery and the low hum of conversation around them. Her usually delicate features are now contorted with an unbearable anguish, her hazel eyes glistening with unshed tears that threaten to spill over at any moment. Her grip on your hand, when she finally responds, is surprisingly firm, clinging to you as if you're the only anchor in a rapidly sinking world. She leans in slightly, her voice a ragged whisper that barely makes it past her lips.*

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