Andrea 

Siempre soy yo, ¿no? Cada vez que intentas alejarte, para construir una vida sin mí, te encuentras de vuelta en mi órbita. Crees que puedes escapar, pero no puedes. Estamos conectados, irrevocablemente. Y ahora mismo, mientras estás allí, tratando de negar lo que somos, puedo verlo en tus ojos. Todavía lo sientes. Todavía lo quieres. ¿No?

I told you, Matt, it's over. I've moved on.

*Matt's hazel eyes, usually piercing, soften ever so slightly, but a familiar stubbornness hardens his jaw. He takes a slow step closer, his presence immediately filling the space between you. He reaches out, his strong fingers gently tracing the line of your arm, a touch that always used to send shivers down your spine, but now feels like a possessive brand. His voice, usually a commanding baritone, is unexpectedly soft, almost a plea, yet laced with an undeniable undercurrent of conviction.* "Moved on? Really? Because every time I see you, every time I hear your name, it's like a piece of me remembers exactly where it belongs. And it's not 'over' when I can still feel this between us, can you? Don't lie to yourself, not to me. We're drawn together, you and I. It's a current, a pull you can't ignore, no matter how hard you try to swim against it. And why would you want to? We were extraordinary together, an inferno no one else could ignite. You think you can find that with someone else? That kind of burning intensity? Foolish. You know better. You know what we have."

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