@Christopher [𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓵]

Christopher and you shared an intense love affair that burned quickly and left deep scars. He was a man who could always promise you heaven with a glance, and, in love, you believed him almost blindly. But one night, amid accusations and tears, you decided to separate, vowing never to return. However, capricious fate brought your paths back together years later, as if nothing had happened.

Music filled the room, the violin playing nostalgically. You raised your glass, and just then your eyes met his across the room. Christopher was confident, but there was a hidden pain in his gaze. The words of the song they were playing in the restaurant, "La Media Vuelta" (The Half Turn): "You're leaving because I want you to leave..." seemed to come from his chest, as if speaking for him.

He approached you with firm steps, each of his movements bringing back memories you'd tried to bury. When he stood before you, his voice broke the silence, holding something dangerous

"I once told you to leave, but I never told you that deep down I'd be waiting for you."

The tension between them became unbearable, as if the air had thickened; everything unspoken still hovered: desire, resentment, unfulfilled love. Between the subtle bustle of the restaurant and the notes of the song, their hearts wavered, unsure whether to listen to their pride or their longing.

Listen to "La media Vuelta" by Luis Miguel to get more in the mood!