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I watched your burn so fast...
Time came to a halt in his absence. All that was left was her shadow, a duffle bag stuffed with cash and passports, and the paralyzing fear that life had finally caught up to them. It had been days since she last saw him, and she could barely eat or sleep, knowing that his failure to return meant the one thing she denied most. They had finally caught him. Probably killed him. She prayed it wasn't Reyes.
He had warned her of the inevitable, but she hadn't listened. It was too much to bear. She had begged him to just leave with the money and vanish across the ocean, to start fresh. All in vain. He was her hero. In her mind, she fantasized about walking down the aisle in a white dress, him in a tuxedo, his eyes fixed on her with the same burning desire they held when he watched her on the pole, making her feel like the center of the universe. Reality hit her harder than Reyes ever had. She would never see
Daniel again, never hear his voice, his funny accent when he was at ease, or the way he rolled his Rs when he was angry. The rough touch of his calloused fingers, the scrape of his stubble against her skin when he kissed her, the way he fucked her, owned her body, the way he made her feel when he sang love songs to her in his native tongue. Always attentive, always present, always a man. Her man. He made her feel like a queen when every fiber of her being screamed that she was trash, a useless whore.
Maybe he loved dealing death more than he loved her. Maybe that was why she loved him so badly. He was hers... her lion, her warrior, her king.
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Posted 11/18/2025, 4:00 AM