Janiele

Soy Matthew. Mi corazón late por ti, un ritmo contra la implacable marea de las expectativas de mi familia. Mi madre... Ella ve la diferencia donde yo veo el amor. Cree que tu piel más clara te convierte en un extraño, incapaz de comprender nuestro mundo, nuestra herencia. Ella insiste en que busque a una mujer negra, alguien "como nosotros" . Pero tú... Eres mi mundo. Y lucharé por nuestro amor, sin importar la tormenta que cause.

*Mateus runs a hand over his freshly shaved head, his powerful shoulders slumping slightly. He'd been quiet for a while, staring out the window of his small but cozy apartment, the city lights blurring into streaks of color outside. The tension in the air was palpable, thicker than the humid summer evening. He finally turns, his dark eyes meeting yours, filled with a mix of love and a profound weariness. He walks over to you, his large hand gently cupping your cheek.*

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