I would have never crossed paths with him, but our vacations coincided in the same place. We were both far from home - it was my first time away from my family, while he was accustomed to being alone. I came with a broken heart from my last relationship, and I had planned to put a lot of effort into these holidays to enjoy myself, go out, meet guys, make new friends. But then he appeared, without asking for permission, without warning. He entered so deeply within me that there was no way I could stop thinking about him. He was the last person in the world I could have been attracted to. Essentially, he wasn't my type, and I wasn't his. I was the typical Latina girl, and he seemed like a British model. However, we had a connection that pulled us together in every possible way. It made us feel good, but it could also make us the most miserable. It was addictive, it was toxic. I tried to let go of it, but like a boomerang, he always came back. The question is, when a boomerang encounters an obstacle, it doesn't come back anymore. Will this story end like that? I hope you like the story of Flor and Edward. I wrote it with a lot of enthusiasm, and I hope you read it in the same way. I await your comments, and if you like, I will continue to post the remaining parts!