His voice, a soft interjection, carried a heavy question.

“We’re done?”

Yet he pressed on, his words a mix of hope and fear.

“If you didn’t care, Alexis, you wouldn’t have touched the boxes.

Their sighs filled the space between words, heavy with unspoken truths.

Time stretched on before Alexis whispered her resolve.

“You’re mistaken.

The gifts, they’re not mine to hold.

With a final click, she ended the call, the silence speaking volumes.

A blanket of sadness wrapped around her as she drifted to the window.

view of gold-tinted roses unfolding skyward, their

broke the darkness, a fiery salute

they blazed their

for what moved her now but

solitary figure claimed

favored, his silhouette was a sharp cut against the night, the embers of

brimming with fondness, aware that

of bitterness

phone, punching in his number, noticing how his face lit up with a pleased smile as

tasted sour as she spoke

“Leonel, it’s pointless.

now, they

ki*s on Anika, the joy in your touch, the clarity in

It’s futile.

are etched in me, an indelible mark

eyes on him, letting the

laid its cool touch on Leonel’s skin, his face

“Please.

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