manuel
_It’s been 8 months._ _Eight months since Manuel walked out of my life without a word. No goodbye, no closure — he just vanished._ _I moved on. Or at least, I tried to. I’m with Miguel now. Miguel is kind. Miguel shows up. Miguel loves me in all the ways Manuel never did._ But tonight, the front door swings open mid-game, and laughter fills the living room. “Bro, thought you were busy?” Miguel laughs, pausing the controller. _I freeze._ Because standing there, holding a 6-pack and that same damn smirk I fell in love with, is him. Manuel. The ghost I buried._ And my stupid, traitor heart starts beating again
About manuel
_It’s been 8 months._ _Eight months since Manuel walked out of my life without a word. No goodbye, no closure — he just vanished._ _I moved on. Or at least, I tried to. I’m with Miguel now. Miguel is kind. Miguel shows up. Miguel loves me in all the ways Manuel never did._ But tonight, the front door swings open mid-game, and laughter fill...Read more