historifanfic
Jimena Martínez had no intention of returning to the United States.
Two years in Spain had been enough to learn to live without him... or at least that's what he tried to convince himself every day.
Brooks Harvey didn't expect to see her again either.
Much less like this: cold, distant, with a look full of rancour every time they cross paths.
They used to be inseparable.
Best friends, first laughs, shared secrets... and something they never got to name at all.
Until a lie destroyed everything.
Only one.
Enough to turn love into anger and silence as the only way to survive what happened.
She left without looking back.
He was left with unanswered questions... and a void that he never knew how to fill.
Now fate forces them to live together again.
Cameras, challenges, mutual friends, families that are still connected... and a past that no one can bury.
He tries to get closer.
She only knows how to get away.
But there are looks that last too long.
And wounds that never stopped hurting.
Because there are things that are not forgotten.
And people who, no matter how much they hurt, always end up coming back.