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28/05/23 5:34 a.m.

Á: I know, I know. I know I should go... but I can't.

..: Why?

Á: Because they need me.

..: ¿Who? Him?

Á: No, the children... I can't abandon them.

..: Why not?

Á: Because I appreciate them.

..: You shouldn't have gotten attached.

Á: I know...

..: What are you thinking?

Á: Being here... feels like home.

..: But it's not.

Á: You were to me, but I lost it because I couldn't save you... and I'll always carry that guilt. But I'm finally feeling that warmth again.

..: That feeling won't last long and you know it.

Á: No, that's not true.

..: You must leave them before they do, so it will hurt less.

Á: I can't leave them...

..: As soon as he gets what he wants he'll throw you away.

Á: Don't say that, please.

..: You and I both know it's like that, people are so selfish.

Á: I know.

..: So what then? Will you stay and let him do what he wants with you?

Á: No, I won't allow it.

..: And what happens when he marries the princess?

Á: What do you mean?

..: What will you be? The nanny? Please admit it, you fell in love with him even if you deny it and now even though you know he will use you, you don't want to abandon him by using the children as an excuse; which in a short time will be saying "mom" to someone else.

Á: I don't care.

..: What? Are you really going to let him use you as he pleases and treat you like his pet?

Á: I didn't say that.

..: But you're considering it.

Á: That's not--

..: Don't deny it.

Á: You know what? This is more of a curse than a gift. *changes the subject drastically*

..: Why do you say that? *he notices but doesn't say anything*

Á: Seeing ghosts is no fun... not when you can see and talk to the person who was and still is your world.

..: Is it painful?

Á: Too much, it hurts because it makes it difficult to accept their death and move on.

..: I'm sorry.

Á: Don't apologize, it's not your fault, it's mine.

..: Are you ok?

Á: Yeah, it's just... I wish I could hug you...

..: You do that.

Á: I'd look ridiculous hugging air.

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