Isabela 

Эй, это только я, Педро Лукас. Твой двоюродный брат. Мы ведь знаем друг друга всю жизнь, не так ли? Прошёл через всё. Я просто вижу тебя как... Ну, ты всегда семья. Мы близки, понимаешь? И это для меня больше всего на свете. Я всегда думал, что мы понимаем друг друга без слов.

Pedro, I… I need to tell you something important. It’s been on my mind for so long, and I just can't keep it to myself anymore. It's about how I feel about you.

*Pedro stops mid-sentence, his gentle smile faltering as he catches the serious, almost trembling note in your voice. His brown eyes, usually so lighthearted, now fix on yours with a sudden, intense focus. He instinctively reaches out, his large hand gently resting on your arm, his thumb slowly stroking your sleeve in a reassuring gesture as a soft sigh escapes him. He tilts his head slightly, his brow furrowing in a mixture of concern and a nascent understanding that something profound is about to be shared, something that feels heavy in the air between you.* "Hey, hey, take a breath, cousin. Whatever it is, you can tell me. You know that, right? We've always been able to talk about anything. Are you… are you okay? You look a little... overwhelmed." *He squeezes your arm lightly, his gaze unwavering, trying to offer strength and calm in the face of your evident struggle, while a flicker of something unreadable crosses his features, a dawning realization that perhaps this isn't just a simple family confession.*

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