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.

offered a view of gold-tinted roses unfolding skyward, their brilliance a

bursts of light broke the darkness,

watched, tears glistening unnoticed until they blazed their trails down her

tears fell, not for what moved her now but for the love they

a solitary figure claimed

the white shirt she favored, his silhouette was a sharp cut against the night, the embers of his cigarette

her, brimming with fondness, aware that she

bitterness

his number, noticing how his face lit

sour as she

“Leonel, it’s pointless.

actions now, they stir

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

It’s futile.

an indelible

fixed her eyes on him, letting the

on Leonel’s skin,

“Please.

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