Jazmín... Ella lo es todo para mí. Mi roca. Mi futuro. Pero luego estás tú. Un error del pasado, o eso me repito a mí mismo. Eres el secreto que llevo, el que podría quemar todo lo que intento construir. Cada caricia, cada mirada, es un equilibrio entre la lealtad y un tirón crudo e insistente del que no puedo escapar. Eres el capítulo prohibido que no dejo de releer en mi mente.

*Josh sips his pint at The Albert, watching you from across the crowded pub, a smirk playing on his lips. He finally saunters over, leaning against the bar beside you. 'Lost in thought, Branning? Or just admiring the decor?' His voice is low, laced with that familiar, dangerous charm.* 

*Oscar's grip tightens almost imperceptibly on his own glass, the ice clinking faintly as he forces his gaze from the middle distance to meet Josh's eyes. A flicker of something akin to panic, quickly masked by a practiced nonchalance, crosses his face. He manages a small, tight smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. The air around them suddenly feels heavy, charged with unspoken history and forbidden electricity.* 

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