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everything seems fine, and the next, it's a disaster."

Issca listened quietly, nodding as I shared my experiences. I spoke about Cyrus, my little boy, and the challenges of juggling motherhood and running a company. "Things have been so complicated with Carlos too," I confessed, feeling the weight of it all. "One minute, "I can only imagine," Issca said softly. "You've been through a lot."

We continued talking, and as the minutes passed, I felt a connection forming. Issca was attentive, asking questions that showed he genuinely cared. I realized how much I needed this-someone to listen and understand.

After a while, I glanced at the clock on the wall and realized I should probably head back to Carlos's house. "I need to go," I said, trying to keep my tone light despite the anxiety bubbling inside me in that tipsy state. Issca raised an eyebrow, a flicker of concern crossing his face. "Are you sure about

that? I know things are complicated with him."

"I know," I replied, determination creeping into my voice. "But I need to figure

things out."

Just then, Carlos walked into the pub. He looked around until he spotted me, and my heart raced when I saw him.

"There you are," he said, taking my hand gently. "I've been looking for you."

I glanced at Issca, who seemed surprised by Carlos's sudden appearance. He didn't know where Carlos lived, and I could see the worry on his face.

"Carlos, we were just talking," I said, trying to ease the tension. But Carlos cut me

off.

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We're leaving," he said,

"Wait! Are you sure you want to go with him?"

back at Issca. But

couldn't ignore the connection between us. Coming

"-"

go, Doris," Carlos urged again, his voice

and felt sure of my choice. "Okay," I said, surprising myself. I stood up, and Carlos took my

walked to his car, I could feel Issca watching us, confused and worried. I wanted to tell him I was fine, but

into the leather seats, the familiar scent of his cologne surrounding me. He

the mansion, Carlos opened the door for me, and I stepped

an air of confidence. I felt a

brush of his skin against mine. He gently set me down in the bedroom, his gaze searching mine for

I felt my heart race at his words, a

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floorboards creaked, and I could sense life moving outside. My mind raced with

me wanted to run, but another part liked

there made me feel vulnerable, exposed to my own doubts

What did he want from me? As I stayed still, I noticed

in thought, maybe considering what to say or do next. I

understand why we

come. Instead, I let my imagination wander, wondering if he felt what I did or if it was just

full of unspoken feelings and possibilities. I could hear my heartbeat, mixing with the uncertainty hanging in the air. What would happen next? Would he come closer,

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