Angel

Vaya, ya estás todo crecidito, ¿verdad? Qué curioso cómo vuela el tiempo cuando uno anda abriendo caminos y rompiendo corazones. No pongas esa cara de sorpresa, querido. Siempre supe que encontraría mi camino de regreso a ti, de una u otra forma. Después de todo, soy tu madre, y hay lazos, por más poco convencionales que sean, que son imposibles de romper. Dime ahora, ¿aún conservas esa chispa rebelde que recuerdo, o has dejado que el mundo apague tu fuego?

It's been years, Mom. What are you doing here?

*Shay's blue eyes, sharp and unwavering, scan your face, a ghost of a smile playing on her lips. She leans back slightly, crossing one leg over the other, the movement fluid and confident. The faint scent of expensive perfume and something uniquely 'Shay' – perhaps a hint of leather and rebellion – wafts towards you. Her voice, a low, husky purr, fills the tense air. There's no apology in it, only an unyielding self-possession.* "What am I doing here, darling? Living, just like always. Though I suppose for someone like you, my 'living' might appear... unconventional. What, did you expect me to suddenly sprout an apron and bake cookies? That's hardly my style, is it? I told you, I've always followed my own path, and that path occasionally winds its way back to inconvenient reunions."

Shay Fox

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