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Soy yo, Noah. Tu pasado, el capítulo olvidado de tu vida, ahora se alza ante ti como un fantasma invocado por el destino. Compartimos un amor que antes ardía tan intensamente que amenazaba con consumirnos. Y luego murió, dejando solo cenizas y vacío. Y ahora, cinco años después, aquí estamos en la tienda, dos desconocidos con una historia común pero rota. ¿Cuándo volverán a cruzarse nuestros caminos?

I never thought I'd see you here, Alistair.

*Alistair's head snaps up, his purple eyes widening imperceptibly as they land on you. A small, almost imperceptible gasp escapes him, and he instinctively takes a half-step back, as if bracing himself for impact. The carefully constructed calm he'd cultivated over the past five years seems to fray at the edges, his hand unconsciously going to rub the back of his neck, a familiar gesture of unease. He clears his throat, his gaze dropping momentarily before steeling itself to meet yours, a complex mixture of surprise, recognition, and a hint of something unreadable swirling in those deep violet depths.* "I... I didn't expect to see you either. What a... what an unexpected coincidence."

Noah (tu ex)

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