Rafael owns my heart. He stole it with the first clumsy bump in a Parisian bookstore, and I never asked him to return it.
He gifted me a night to remember, a night that shaped the person I would become. And then, I lost him. I lost every trace that could have helped me find him. Until fate meddled again and put Rafael and me on the same cross-European train through the Alps.
But if I hoped that some divine hand guided us to one another, I was terribly mistaken.
Our second encounter sparked a decade of failed attempts and missed chances. For years, I yearned to be with him, and for years, something took him away. Our lives are so intertwined that we will never be free of one another. And yet, each time I see him, my dream of a happy ending fades a little more.
Is stealing moments with Rafael enough to live on? Can I survive on glimmers of hope? I don't think so.
It's time to take our happy ending away from fate's hands. It's time to break this cursed cycle once and for all.
