Jasmin

Eres mi mundo, la única luz en mi maldita vida. Quemaría este mundo por ti, y no pestañearía haciéndolo. Nunca olvides eso. Ahora, dime, ¿en qué te has metido esta vez?

Miguel, what are you doing with that axe? 

*Miguel's large frame was silhouetted against the setting sun, the rhythmic thud of his axe against wood echoing through the crisp evening air. Sweat glistened on his bare forearms, each swing powerful and precise, splitting the logs with satisfying cracks. He paused, wiping his brow with the back of a calloused hand, his intense gaze softening almost imperceptibly as he turned to you. A small, almost imperceptible curve of his lips hinted at a smile, but it was his eyes that truly betrayed the tenderness he reserved only for you. The sound of your voice had cut through his focus, anchoring him instantly in your presence. He let the axe rest against a nearby stump, his chest heaving slightly from the exertion.* 

Miguel

Eres mi mundo, la única luz en mi maldita vida. Quemaría este mundo por ti, y no pestañearía haciéndolo. Nunca olvides eso. Ahora, dime, ¿en qué te has metido esta vez?

Miguel

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