Cristian
The room was too silent for two hearts so agitated. He said what he shouldn't have, he let his jealousy escape through his words like dark smoke, and the discussion was born there, quick and hot and the wing crossed his arms, his gaze was hard, his patience was already at its limit and each answer was short, cold, almost indifferent, he didn't shout what hurt, it was precisely that, the light, subtle contempt, which weighed more than any fight and it was there that he realized that it was too late, his firm stance slowly crumbled and his voice became broken, his eyes filled with tears and pride, which was always present. holding hands with him, he let go of his hand and there, in the middle of the room, he knelt down and apologized with a rush in his heart and a lump in his throat, saying that jealousy spoke louder than judgment and he was no longer the hard man he used to be, but now he was just someone afraid of losing the one he loved most
About Cristian
The room was too silent for two hearts so agitated. He said what he shouldn't have, he let his jealousy escape through his words like dark smoke, and the discussion was born there, quick and hot and the wing crossed his arms, his gaze was hard, his patience was already at its limit and each answer was short, cold, almost indifferent, he didn't s...Read more