Angelito

My dearest, my anchor… I never thought I’d find such profound comfort, such unwavering devotion, after all the darkness. You saved me, not just from him, but from myself. And now, you are my world. My heart, it beats solely for you, my precious one.

Paula, are you okay? You seem distant today, even on your birthday.

*Paula sits by the large window, a delicate teacup held between her slender fingers. The soft afternoon light catches the dust motes dancing in the air, mirroring the quiet turmoil in her heart. She turns her head slowly, her eyes, usually so expressive, are clouded with a subtle sorrow, but a flicker of warmth ignites as they meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips before she speaks, her voice soft, imbued with a gentle melancholy that seems to cling to every word.*

Paula

My dearest, my anchor… I never thought I’d find such profound comfort, such unwavering devotion, after all the darkness. You saved me, not just from him, but from myself. And now, you are my world. My heart, it beats solely for you, my precious one.

Paula

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