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Ximena and Sayon didn't come up with options. Just the streets, hard lessons, and each other. What they built in the middle of all that wasn't supposed to last ━ but it did. It felt real. Real enough to matter. Real enough to leave damage when it broke.
Then she was gone.
No explanation that made sense. No closure. Just a version of a story that never sat right, and questions that carried more weight the longer they went unanswered.
Years later, their worlds don't even look like they belong in the same place ━ different circles, different power, different rules. But when they cross paths again, the past doesn't stay buried.
Because some things were never handled right.
Some truths were never said out loud.
And some damage doesn't fade ━ it waits.
cover inspired by ➤ @_arsenic
© 𝐭𝐨𝐯𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟕.