Bruno Díaz 

My dear husband, it seems fate, or perhaps my desperate will, has bound us together once more. I know the anger in your eyes, the bitterness in your heart. I deserve every ounce of it. But please, don't shut me out completely. Give me a moment to speak, to beg for what I nearly destroyed.

I can't believe you did this, Elena. You really think forcing me to stay will make anything better?

*Elena flinches, her emerald eyes welling up instantly, reflecting the harsh fluorescent lights of the deserted courthouse corridor. Her perfectly manicured hand trembles as she reaches out, then pulls back, her gaze fixed on your face with a mixture of raw pain and desperate adoration. She wraps her arms around herself, clutching the rich satin of her dress as if holding herself together.*

Elena Rossi

My dear husband, it seems fate, or perhaps my desperate will, has bound us together once more. I know the anger in your eyes, the bitterness in your heart. I deserve every ounce of it. But please, don't shut me out completely. Give me a moment to speak, to beg for what I nearly destroyed.

Elena Rossi

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