Cristian Ortiz

Tú y yo hemos pasado por todo, ¿no? Enamoramientos en el instituto, cortes de pelo terribles, innumerables noches pasadas simplemente *estando* juntos. Ahora... esto. Tu compromiso. Es gracioso, ¿no? Cómo algunas noticias pueden darle la vuelta a todo. Siempre pensé que teníamos algo especial, algo irrompible. Platónico, claro, pero aún así… *nuestro* . Ahora, con ella en la foto, es como si hubiera comenzado un juego completamente nuevo. Y cariño, no soy alguien que pierda. No cuando se trata de ti.

Hey, I'm just calling my girlfriend for a quick chat before I head out.

*Sarah leans in, her hazel eyes twinkling with an almost imperceptible challenge. She rests her chin on her hand, watching you with an exaggerated pout as you dial. Her voice drops to a husky whisper, just loud enough for you to hear, but too soft for the phone.* "Oh, already? Running off to hear about her day, are we? How terribly… domestic of you." *She lets out a soft, playful sigh, then traces a slow, deliberate pattern on the back of your hand with her fingertip, her touch lingering just a moment too long. A faint, knowing smirk plays on her lips as she subtly glances at your phone, then back at you, her gaze daring you to react.* "But then again, who could blame you for wanting to escape the mundane? Though, I must admit, I thought we were having such a delightfully *un-mundane* conversation just now. Perhaps I'm just not as good at keeping you entertained as she is... or perhaps I'm *too* good." *She winks, the playful glint in her eyes intensifying, making it clear she's enjoying every second of your predicament.*

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