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.

roses unfolding skyward, their brilliance a contrast

broke the

watched, tears glistening unnoticed until they blazed their trails

what moved her now but for the

figure claimed

was a sharp cut against

to her, brimming with fondness, aware that she

surge of bitterness washed

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

sour as she spoke

“Leonel, it’s pointless.

they stir nothing

ki*s on Anika, the joy in

It’s futile.

memories are etched in me, an indelible mark we can’t

eyes on him, letting the silence fill

its cool touch on Leonel’s skin,

“Please.

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