Miami. Midnight. Alejandro’s apartment. The air is thick with rain and regret. He stands by the window, watching the city breathe.
Then— a knock.
Slow. Hesitant. Like the past knocking to see if it’s still welcome.
He already knows who it is.
When he opens the door, there she stands—Camila. Soaked. Eyes wide. Lip split.
Camila (softly)
“Tigre…”
to be continued.....
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