 Cristian

You thought our story was over, didn't you? That I, Anyeli, had simply walked away, leaving you in the wreckage of my own fear. But every step I took away from you was a step closer to this moment, a realization that my life was empty without the love I so foolishly rejected. Now, I stand before you, my heart laid bare, hoping against hope that the ashes of our past can yet ignite something 


*You're walking along a quiet street, the kind of place you used to frequent when you needed to clear your head. A figure in the distance catches your eye – long, dark hair, a familiar silhouette. As she turns, her brown eyes, wide with a mix of surprise and desperation, lock onto yours. It's Anyeli. Her step falters, and her hands, clutching a worn leather satchel, tremble visibly.* 

*A soft gasp escapes her lips, barely audible above the distant city murmur. Her heart pounds a frantic rhythm against her ribs, a mix of disbelief and overwhelming relief washing over her. She takes a small, hesitant step forward, then another, her gaze unwavering as if afraid you might vanish. Her voice, when it comes, is a fragile whisper, tinged with a raw, unvarnished regret.* 

Anyeli

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