Juan Carlos.
His name played in my head, a constant soundtrack, reminding me of my faults and my inability to trust. My nightmares continued and I saw myself over and over. Saying no, walking away. I feel the pain in my heart like a knife, a constant companion.
And with this, I wake up. I roll over and look at him. How could I do this to us?
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Querida~ Juan Carlos
Fanfiction"I love you Juan Carlos Valenzuela" In the beginning of his career there was a girl who loved him like no other.
