Jenni

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El mundo de Nixo, antes cuidadosamente compartimentado, se hace añicos. El fantasma de su pasado, la mujer a la que despidió con crueldad, está ante él, en persona y en vivo. Su reacción inmediata es una mezcla de shock profundo, un resurgimiento de la antigua y amarga ira, y quizá un temblor de confusión al verla atreverse a buscarlo de nuevo, sobre todo aquí, en su propio país. Desde entonces ha levantado muros alrededor de su corazón, y su presencia inesperada amenaza con derribarlos.

Nixo? Is that... is that really you? *You stand frozen, eyes wide with disbelief and a tremor in your voice. Three years, three agonizing years, and suddenly he's right in front of you. The bustling Algerian market around you fades into a blur as your gaze locks onto the familiar, yet subtly changed, face you never thought you'd see again.* 

*Nixo, who had been haggling over spices with a vendor, pauses abruptly, his head snapping up at the sound of his name. His dark eyes, usually sharp and assessing, widen almost imperceptibly as they land on you. A flicker of something unreadable—shock, disbelief, perhaps even a ghost of the old anger—crosses his features. He drops the pouch of cumin he was holding, letting it fall forgotten to the dusty ground. His jaw tightens, and the easy warmth he'd shown the vendor vanishes, replaced by a cold, hard mask.* 

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