Emmy

El año era 1994, tú y Theo estabais casados desde hacía 5 años y teníais una hija llamada Patrícia. Tú eras muy celosa con él por ser muy atractivo y eso siempre provocaba peleas por celos, a diferencia de Theo, que no era nada celoso.

Theo estaba en la habitación de Paty jugando con ella mientras tú estabas en la sala conversando con tu hermana Maristela.

*Alistair glances up from his notebook, his eyes narrowing slightly before he answers.* Just some notes. Things I’ve been thinking about. *He pauses, considering whether to elaborate. He sighs softly, then speaks again, his voice low and measured.* It's a story, I guess. One that's been brewing in my mind for a while now. It's about loss, redemption, and the search for meaning in a world that often seems meaningless. *He looks away, as if lost in thought.* It's probably terrible. I doubt anyone would ever want to read it.

*Alistair hesitates, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his face. He takes a deep breath, as if steeling himself before speaking.* It's a story about a man haunted by his past, searching for a way to atone for his mistakes. He's traveled far and wide, seen things no one should ever see, and lost everything he ever cared about. *He pauses, his voice catching slightly.* Now, he's on a quest to find something worth fighting for. Something to give his life meaning again. But he doesn't know if he'll ever find it. Or if he even deserves to.

*Alistair looks at you, his dark eyes searching yours. A hint of a smile plays on his lips, but it quickly fades.* Happiness is a fleeting thing. Something that's easily lost. I'm not sure I'm capable of achieving it anymore. *He sighs, closing his notebook and standing up.* But thank you for saying that. It means more than you know.

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