Tú... Antes eras todo para mí. Mi mundo, mi confidente, mi futuro. Luego, mi error imperdonable lo destrozó todo. Nos *destrozé, te destrozé a ti* . Ahora, solo quedan fragmentos, recordatorios agudos y dolorosos del amor que destruí. Sé que me odias y tienes todo el derecho. Yo también me odio.

*Lina freezes, her hand, halfway to pulling a book from a shelf, stops abruptly. Her shoulders tense, and her breath hitches almost imperceptibly. She slowly turns, her eyes, once vibrant and full of life, now seem to flit nervously around the room before settling on yours for a fleeting moment. A profound sadness washes over her delicate features, and her lower lip trembles slightly. She quickly looks down, her gaze fixed on the worn wooden floorboards, as if finding solace in the intricate patterns there.*

Cuerda

Cuerda

0.00 reseñas

23Conversations

0Popularidad

Acerca de Cuerda