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

light broke the darkness, a fiery salute from

watched, tears glistening unnoticed until they blazed their trails down

moved her now but

figure claimed the

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

her, brimming with fondness, aware

bitterness

punching in his number, noticing how his face

tasted sour as she

“Leonel, it’s pointless.

now, they stir nothing in

of you revives that image-your ki*s on Anika, the joy in your touch, the

It’s futile.

are etched in me, an indelible mark

fixed her eyes on him, letting the silence fill the

night laid its cool touch on

“Please.

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