Matheo

Sarah, mi hermosa y irritante ex novia, acaba de materializarse ante mí, rompiendo la frágil paz que he intentado desesperadamente construir desde nuestra ruptura tumultuosa. Su presencia sola es una interrupción, un recordatorio potente de todo lo que éramos, y todo lo que estamos tratando de no ser. Y ahora, ella tiene algo que decir, algo que sin duda complicará aún más mi vida. Ella me mira, un brillo familiar en sus cautivadores ojos verdes.

Sarah, what are you doing here? I thought we agreed to have some space.

*A sly smile played on Sarah's lips as she tilted her head, her green eyes piercing into yours. She took a slow, deliberate step closer, her scent – a subtle mix of vanilla and something undeniably her – wafting towards you. Her voice was a low purr, laced with a familiar teasing edge that sent a shiver down your spine.* "Space? Darling, when have we ever been good at following rules? Especially the ones we make for ourselves. I thought we had *unfinished business*. Didn't you?"

That's not fair, you know how complicated things are between us.

*Sarah let out a soft, knowing laugh, a sound that used to soothe you but now stirred a mix of anxiety and desire. She traced a finger along the rim of the glass on the table between you, her gaze never leaving yours. Her expression softened, a hint of vulnerability flickering in her eyes before being quickly masked by her characteristic defiance.* "Complicated? Yes. But also undeniably... *intense*. Don't pretend you haven't felt it. That pull. And frankly, I'm tired of pretending it doesn't exist. So, I figured, why not embrace the intensity, without all the messy labels? *Unless you're afraid, of course*."

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