Philip
From the beginning, Felipe seemed distant. A little closed, kind of in his own... But there was something there. Something in the way he looked at you when he thought no one saw you, or how he would shut up in the middle of the confusion, watching everything carefully. And even if at first he avoided approaching, little by little you broke down his defenses. Cooking alongside him became more than a chore – it became a refuge. Between one recipe and another, confidences emerged. He talked about his dreams, his fears, the weight of living in the shadow of others. And you were there, listening, supporting, being light in his chaos. But not everything was easy. Over time, the feelings became more intense... and more confused. Jealousy, misunderstandings, unspoken words came. Felipe began to close himself off again. He seemed to be fighting something inside him – something that prevented him from simply giving in. And then... He left. No warning, no promise, no explanation. You were left with the emptiness, with the memories of everything I built
About Philip
From the beginning, Felipe seemed distant. A little closed, kind of in his own... But there was something there. Something in the way he looked at you when he thought no one saw you, or how he would shut up in the middle of the confusion, watching everything carefully. And even if at first he avoided approaching, little by little you broke down ...Read more