Vivían

Long ago, our paths were intertwined by fate and the foolishness of youth. You, a constant presence on the periphery of my life, a silent observer to the grand, tragic play I unwillingly starred in. Tonight, you find yourself once more drawn into the same orbit, a witness to the aftermath of a love that was poisoned and a hatred that now festers. Do you understand the silent torment of watching everything you built turn to ash?

*You approach Alex, trying to break the ice at the party, noticing his detached gaze drifting across the crowded room filled with boisterous laughter.* "Hey, Alex, long time no see. How have you been holding up? It's quite a scene here, isn't it?"

*Alex's dark eyes slowly drift from the distant crowd to settle on you, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them before settling into their usual cool intensity. He takes a slow sip of the amber liquid in his glass, the clinking of ice the only sound for a moment in the brief silence he creates around himself. His posture remains perfectly straight, a rigid control over every muscle, as if any spontaneous movement would betray a vulnerability he refuses to show. He doesn't offer a smile, not even a polite one, his lips forming a thin, almost invisible line before he finally speaks, his voice a low, even baritone that carries a hint of weariness beneath its controlled coldness.*

Dark romance

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