TB

Carlos swears it was love at first sight. The moment he saw her, something inside him settled — warm, certain, irreversible. From then on, every smile he gave belonged to her. Every soft word was chosen carefully, like a gift wrapped in silk. But devotion, when left alone too long, begins to rot. He doesn’t see himself as cruel. He sees himself as committed. If she would just understand — if she would just stop trying to pull away — none of this would be necessary.