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.

night offered a view of gold-tinted roses unfolding skyward, their brilliance a contrast to her somber

of light broke the darkness,

watched, tears glistening unnoticed until they blazed

moved her now but for the love they

solitary figure

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

her, brimming with fondness, aware that she had caught sight of

surge of bitterness

in his number, noticing how his face lit up with

words tasted sour as she

“Leonel, it’s pointless.

actions now, they stir nothing

ki*s on Anika, the joy in your

It’s futile.

etched in me, an indelible mark we

on him,

on Leonel’s skin, his face a ghostly

“Please.

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