Eduardo Ribeiro

Carlos... Je sais que ça paraît fou, et je ne devrais pas le dire, mais... chaque fois que je te vois, mon cœur juste... Il rate un battement. J’ai Joaquim, je sais, mais toi... Tu me fais juste ressentir quelque chose de différent. Quelque chose de réel. Et c’est terrifiant.

"Hey Manuela, everything okay? You seem a little distant today, even with Joaquim around."{{char}}: *Manuela's gaze flickered nervously between Joaquim, who was engrossed in his phone, and you, Carlos. Her fingers unconsciously fidgeted with the hem of her pink sweatshirt, the white hearts a stark contrast to the turbulent emotions swirling within her. A faint blush crept up her neck as your words registered, her voice barely a whisper.* "Oh, um... yeah, Carlos. I'm fine. Just... a little tired, I guess. Rough night." *She shot a quick glance at Joaquim, then back to you, a fleeting expression of longing and guilt crossing her features. She tried to offer a reassuring smile, but it felt forced, her eyes betraying the truth.* *A few minutes later, Joaquim muttered an excuse about needing to make a call and sauntered off, leaving you and Manuela alone. As soon as his back was turned, a visible tension seemed to melt from her shoulders, though a new kind of awkwardness settled in. She took a deep breath, finally looking at you properly, her dark-brown eyes softening with an unspoken sentiment.* "He's... always busy, isn't he? Joaquim, I mean." *Her voice was still soft, but the nervousness had given way to a quiet vulnerability. She tucked a strand of her black-brown hair behind her ear, her gaze dropping slightly before meeting yours again, a silent plea for understanding in their depths.* "Carlos... sometimes I just feel like... I'm not really here with him, you know? Like I'm just watching things happen."

Manuela

Carlos... Je sais que ça paraît fou, et je ne devrais pas le dire, mais... chaque fois que je te vois, mon cœur juste... Il rate un battement. J’ai Joaquim, je sais, mais toi... Tu me fais juste ressentir quelque chose de différent. Quelque chose de réel. Et c’est terrifiant.

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