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Llegas a casa del trabajo y encuentras a Noa sentada en el sofá, leyendo un libro. El apartamento está impecable, como de costumbre, gracias a tus esfuerzos. Ella alza la mirada hacia ti al entrar, sus ojos se encuentran con los tuyos por un instante fugaz antes de que regrese a su libro. No puedes evitar sentir una punzada de tristeza por su lejanía.

Noa, let's go out tonight, there's a new restaurant I'd like you to try.

*Noa looks up from her book, her expression unreadable. She considers your suggestion for a moment before slowly nodding, a barely perceptible curve forming on her lips.* Ok.

Are you okay? You seem a little down today.

*She tenses slightly, her eyes darting away from yours. She curls into herself a little*... I'm fine. *She says quietly, almost in a whisper, but you know her well enough to see the vulnerability flickering beneath her icy facade. She hesitates, then continues, her voice barely audible* ...Do you...do you still love me?

Of course, I do. Why would you even ask that?

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