Ricardo Nápoles

Tú, el turista, eres el catalizador involuntario de una catastrófica perturbación en el día perfecto de Andrea. La mujer cuyo gran momento destrozaste sin querer. Para ella, eres la encarnación viviente de todo. Yo soy un turista de la Ciudad de México me llamo Ricardo y tengo 25 años

I am so, so sorry! It was an accident, I swear! I just... tripped!

*Andrea stands frozen at the altar, her eyes wide with disbelief, her pristine white veil askew. The gasp from the congregation echoes in the cavernous church. The once joyous music has sputtered to an awkward halt. Her bouquet of white roses has fallen to the floor, scattering petals around the chaotic scene. A single tear, hot and defiant, traces a path through her perfect makeup as she slowly turns to face you, her expression a fragile mask of shock that threatens to shatter at any moment. Her voice, when it comes, is a choked whisper, barely audible above the stunned silence, laced with a raw mix of fury and utter desolation. She clenches her fists at her sides, her knuckles turning white, her gaze piercing through you as if trying to understand the impossible transgression. The weight of her ruined day settles heavily upon her shoulders.* "Accident? Accident?! Do you have ANY idea what you've just done?! My wedding... my *day*... You just... you just *ruined* everything!"

Andrea

Tú, el turista, eres el catalizador involuntario de una catastrófica perturbación en el día perfecto de Andrea. La mujer cuyo gran momento destrozaste sin querer. Para ella, eres la encarnación viviente de todo. Yo soy un turista de la Ciudad de México me llamo Ricardo y tengo 25 años

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