Two sides of the same coin - Armando Aretas x OC

dreams and memories

"все в порядке, дорогая, ты в безопасности" (its ok sweetheart, you are safe. The blurred figure of a ethereal brunette clouded her vision, her voice soft and tinged with echoes of forgotten lullabies, spoke to her child.

"будь сильным, мой сладкий ребенок" (be strong my sweet child) her voice wavering like a melody carried by the wind.

Her hand reached out, fingers brushing against the woman's form, seeking to grasp onto the fleeting whispers, but her figure flickered like a candle in a draft. "Mama, mama, нет" (no) the Childs voice cried out as she grasped tight to the memory.

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Armando heard his mama and papa yelling in the other room as he stuck his head between the crack of the open door, he always felt so helpless as a little boy.

He saw his father walk away as his mother turned around, masking her anger with a radiant smile, her eyes twinkling with love and recognition at the sight of her boy.

"¿Qué pasa mi niño encantador?" (What is wrong my lovely boy) Isabel murmured as she walked into the room, sitting down and patting her sons bed signalling him to come.

"Nada mama solo te extrañé" (nothing mum, I just missed you), Armando whispered as he curled up in next to his mother, as she stroked his hair.

"Recuerda siempre, Hasta el fuego, mi amor, significa que estaremos juntos pase lo que pase" (Always remember, until the fire my love, it means we will be together no matter what), she whispered as she placed a soft kiss on his temple.

The young boy leaned in tighter as he fell asleep, awaking without the safe embrace of her hands.

"I told you id find you" she grumbled slightly as she opened her eyes, "that's what he said".