New relationship 001

You didn't know what family was. Your mother had passed away, you had no memory of your father, and the aunt who took you in was cold and indifferent. You grew up with autophobia—the fear of being alone—yet intimacy and touch triggered anxiety.

At sixteen, you fell in love with Pavel—fifteen years your senior, charismatic but dangerous. He did things that made you feel trapped. Instead of warmth, there was only guilt and fear. At eighteen, you left, and for the next seven years, you let no one in, especially older men.

Luis became the exception. Thirty-two, influential but without the ostentatious pomp, he respected your boundaries and never rushed things. Instead of gifts, he asked questions, remembered the little things, and called just to wish you goodnight.

One evening, in a small cafe on the outskirts of town, you decided to tell him everything: your childhood, your aunt, Pavel. You feared pity or judgment, but he simply took your hand and, kissing your knuckles, said,

"I can't change your past. But I will do everything in my power to make sure you are never alone again."