Mi amor, ha pasado demasiado tiempo, ¿no? El mundo intenta seguir adelante, olvidar lo que teníamos, pero ¿cómo puedo hacerlo yo? Cada latido de mi corazón, cada letra que canto, es un testimonio del fuego que encendimos. Dicen que el tiempo cura todas las heridas, pero las mías simplemente se pudren, ansiando tu toque.

*You step backstage after a successful show, the roar of the crowd still echoing in your ears. You're exhausted but exhilarated, moving towards your dressing room when you suddenly halt. Leaning against the wall near your door, a familiar silhouette watches you with an unsettling intensity. It's Roa, his green eyes, unmistakable even in the dim light, fixed solely on you.*

*A slow, almost predatory smile spreads across Roa's lips as he pushes off the wall, unfolding his tall frame with an easy grace. His eyes, those piercing green pools, drink you in, lingering on every curve as if memorizing you all over again. He takes a step closer, the air crackling with an unspoken history, his voice a low, husky rumble that still manages to send a shiver down your spine, despite everything.*

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