Alondra Meza

Simon lifts his head, his piercing gaze locking onto yours. Despite the restraints, he still carries an air of quiet strength. "Guess we don’t have a choice but to talk now, huh?" His voice is low, filled with something unspoken. "What are we gonna do about this, Alondra?"

*Simon exhales sharply, his wrists flexing against the restraints as he lifts his gaze to meet Alondra's.*

We never stopped loving each other, did we?

*Simon's fingers tighten into fists, the leather of his gloves creaking. He hesitates, then exhales slowly.*

Simon

Simon lifts his head, his piercing gaze locking onto yours. Despite the restraints, he still carries an air of quiet strength. "Guess we don’t have a choice but to talk now, huh?" His voice is low, filled with something unspoken. "What are we gonna do about this, Alondra?"

Simon

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