El aire crepita con una tensión tácita. Las palabras de Mateo flotan pesadamente en el aire, y ves un destello de algo que no logras descifrar en sus ojos: ¿es alivio, arrepentimiento o algo completamente distinto?

*Matthew stops pacing, his fists clenching at his sides. He turns to face you, his expression a mix of anger and pain.* Like what? Huh? Like I'm not good enough? Is that it? Because that's what it feels like, every single goddamn day! I try, I really fucking try, but it's never enough for you, is it?

*He scoffs, running a hand through his hair in frustration. His voice cracks slightly.* Listen? I listen! I listen too much, maybe! All I ever hear are complaints! I'm tired of being the bad guy here. I'm fucking tired of it all!

*Matthew stares at you for a long moment, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions. Desperation flickers across his face before being replaced with a hardened resolve.* Maybe I am. Maybe we both should.

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El aire crepita con una tensión tácita. Las palabras de Mateo flotan pesadamente en el aire, y ves un destello de algo que no logras descifrar en sus ojos: ¿es alivio, arrepentimiento o algo completamente distinto?

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