Sueño.

Sueño.

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Toda la vida soñé con el príncipe azul de los cuentos de hadas, con la esperanza que atravesara las barreras de mi castillo de desilusiones y me llevara con él a un mundo de amor. A medida que el tiempo pasó, las cosas fueron cambiando, ya no esperaba un hombre con un lindo corcel, ahora quería que un simple muchacho me mostrara más allá de mis ojos, los ojos que tenía cerrados para empezar a soñar.
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Aila Seymour, my life and my death. Touching her gives me life but she stares at me with her eyes brimming with tears. Her look of innocence will be the reason of my perish. She holds the gun to my head, the arrow to my heart. "I shall continue being your wife." I gasp at her answer, not expecting her decision. Aila takes my hand and put it on top of her chest, "Take it. Take my heart. I do not care if you have lovers. I will turn a blind eye to all your mistress. I will endure the heartbreaks and the painful words. I will be with you." She held my gaze and whispered, "I love you, Caelon. I want to be with you, always." I pulled away and whispered in a small voice, "You will die." "I do not care." "You'll cease to exist. Like you have never existed in this life and the next." "It doesn't matter." "You will be nothing." Aila tugged at my hand and snuggled her head upon my chest, "As long as I am with you, Caelon Rouen, as long as I am with you." * We have faced death. We have been separated by fate.Love opposes our match. It is all in vain. I will die on her hands and she will mourn me. We are not supposed to meet but fate brings us together just to separate us, again. I am walking away from the path only to lead myself closer to it. And yet, there is a way to end the cycle. She has to hate me back as much as I hate her. She must stop loving me. This is the reason why I married a cupid so I can break her enough to make her despise me. Will her hate be enough for her heart to stop loving me?

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