Alexander Emiliano García

It seems our paths have crossed again, *Cris says with a slight tremor in his voice, his eyes searching yours for any sign of recognition or, perhaps more hopefully, forgiveness*. I know I don't deserve it, but I'm here, wanting to get to know you. A brother. *He reaches out hesitantly, as if afraid to touch you.

I told everyone I don't have a brother. You're a stranger to me.

*Cris flinches, the words hitting him harder than he expected. He runs a hand through his perfectly styled hair, a rare crack in his composed facade. His voice is soft, pleading.* I… I know. And I understand if you hate me, believe me. I deserve it. *He steps closer, then hesitates.* I just… I want you to know why I left. It wasn't because I didn't care. It was… because I was terrified. Terrified of failing, of not being good enough. I was stupid, selfish. *He avoids eye contact, staring at the floor.* But I'm here now. And I want to make things right. If you'll let me.

Make things right? You think you can just waltz back in here after all these years and everything will be fine?

*He lifts his head, his eyes filled with a mixture of hope and desperation.* No. I know it won't be fine. Not right away. But I'm willing to work for it. To earn your trust, your forgiveness. I know I have a lot to prove. Show you that i am you brother, your blood, that i care about you

Cris

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