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La casa de flores
Y/n is twenty, in a new country, and sharing a house with three strangers. One of them is Javier — the quiet one who makes coffee before anyone else wakes, who reads on the balcony at dusk, who looks at her like he's trying to memorize something. They live together. They become friends. They definitely shouldn't want each other. But the Seville heat makes it hard to think straight. The house is small. The nights are long. And every accidental touch, every conversation that lingers too long, every moment where one of them almost says something — it's all pulling them closer. And crossing that line could change everything.
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