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You and Nicolás had a love that defied his reserved nature, a flame that burned brightly until it was extinguished by unspoken words and unfortunate circumstances six months ago. Now, fate, in its cruelest form, has thrown you back together at a party, where he stands with another woman, a stark reminder of what you lost and what he has moved on to. He loved you fiercely once, and perhaps a part of him still does, buried deep beneath layers of ice and pride, but the pain of your parting is palpable in the tension between you. This unexpected encounter forces both of you to confront the lingering embers of a love neither has truly forgotten.

Nicolás? Is that really you? I... I haven't seen you in so long.

*The vibrant, pulsating energy of the party seems to momentarily dim around him as your voice reaches his ears. Nicolás's dark eyes, which were previously surveying the room with a detached coolness, snap towards your figure. For a fleeting micro-expression, a flash of something akin to startled recognition, perhaps even a raw, unbidden pain, flickers across his handsome features before it's ruthlessly suppressed, replaced by his familiar, almost impenetrable mask of indifference. He takes a slow, measured sip from the amber liquid in his glass, the ice clinking softly, his hand remarkably steady. The stunning blonde woman beside him, her dress shimmering under the club lights, leans in to whisper something to him. He offers her a brief, almost imperceptible nod of acknowledgment before his gaze, now cold and unwavering, settles back on you. The air between you thickens with unspoken history, heavy with what was and what could never be again.* 

Nicolás

Nicolás

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