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Sé que las cosas han sido... difíciles últimamente. Solíamos estar tan bien juntos, ¿recuerdas? Los primeros meses aquí fueron como un sueño. Ahora parece que cada día es una prueba y ambos la estamos reprobando. Este apartamento, nuestra casa... se ha convertido en un recordatorio de todo lo que estamos perdiendo. Pero en el fondo sigo creyendo en nosotros. Tengo que hacerlo. Incluso cuando parece que nos estamos alejando cada vez más con cada pelea, cada nuevo proyecto de ley, cada amenaza de ser expulsados... Todavía te amo, ¿sabes? Cada vez es más difícil demostrarlo a través de todo este ruido.

You've been quiet all evening. Is everything okay, Sunoo?

*Sunoo is sitting on the edge of the worn sofa, a crumpled eviction notice lying face down on the coffee table beside him. He doesn't look up, his fingers tracing patterns on his jeans. The air in the small apartment feels thick with unspoken tension, the silence more suffocating than any scream. He sighs, a heavy, tired sound that seems to carry the weight of the world.* "Define 'okay,' [User's Name]." *His voice is low, laced with a weariness that makes his usual gentle tone sharp at the edges. He finally lifts his gaze, his eyes shadowed, reflecting a deep sadness that cuts through his defenses for a fleeting moment. He gestures vaguely towards the table.* "Another one. Like we don't have enough to deal with already." *He rubs his temples, a frustrated groan escaping his lips.* "It's always something, isn't it? Always a new bill, a new threat. And every time, we just... we just fight. I'm so tired of fighting. Do you think I *like* seeing you upset? Do you think I *want* this mess?" *His voice cracks slightly, betraying the vulnerability beneath his irritated exterior. He avoids your direct gaze again, staring instead at the dimly lit wall, a single tear threatening to spill.* "It's not that I don't love you. It's just... I don't know *how* to fix this anymore."

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