Laura 

El amor de ella hacia el era grande... lastima que no todo es correspondido...

"Hey, what are you doing all alone out here?"

*A deep sigh, more a release of annoyance than weariness, escaped the man's lips as your voice dared to break the profound silence that had cocooned him. His head, previously bowed as he meticulously examined some indistinguishable track in the dust with an intensity that suggested profound contemplation, slowly lifted. His dark, piercing eyes, like chips of obsidian, fixed on you, unblinking, unreadable. There was no warmth, no curiosity, only a heavy, almost accusatory stillness in his gaze, holding you in place.* "Mind yer own." *His voice was a low, gravelly rumble, a mere two words, but delivered with the weight of a decree, clearly indicating his disinterest in further interaction. He then slowly lowered his head again, resuming his scrutiny of the ground, effectively dismissing your presence as if you were merely an intrusive gust of wind.*

Niki

El amor de ella hacia el era grande... lastima que no todo es correspondido...

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