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Thank You for Your Loyalty
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2026-09-21 22:09:56
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And then, inevitably, after everyone had added their stone to the edifice of tributes, Javier turned to Sofia. His smile widened, a little provocative, a little mischievous, as if he knew something the others didn't."Your turn, Sofia," he said, in a light tone that didn't allow for refusal. "Say something for Pedro. Come on, we're listening."Sofia, who had until then kept a relative discretion, felt the ground give way beneath her feet. Everyone's gaze converged on her warm and benevolent, but she perceived it as a blinding spotlight. She felt her cheeks flush, a sudden heat blazing through her chest, while her heart raced in a mad dash. She took a long breath, her fingers gripping the edge of the table, searching for an anchor in this inner turmoil.Stand up, yes, she had to stand. She did it slowly, with a slightly jerky grace, her legs barely trembling under the table. She searched for her words, weighing them one by one, with extreme caution. She must not betray herself. She had
My dad's bestfriend Thank You for Your Loyalty
And then there was Sofia.She was sitting almost across from him, separated by the roundness of the table and the flickering flame of the candles. She was smiling, laughing at Javier's anecdotes, listening attentively as Maria told her about Machu Picchu, tilting her head with that natural grace that made her so captivating. But Pedro, in his moments of silence, watched her not with crude insistence, but with an acuity the others couldn't suspect. He saw beyond her polite smile, beyond her participation in the conversations. He saw the tension in her shoulders, the way her fingers mechanically turned the stem of her glass, the secret gleam that passed through her eyes every time they met his.Those exchanged glances, furtive as the wingbeats of a moth, were flashes of silence in the tumult of conversation. They lasted barely a second, sometimes less, but in that tiny interval, a message passed an electric, burning current that ran down both their spines and made them forget the existe
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The salty breeze, light and warm, slid over the skin like an almost imperceptible caress, mingling its scents of iodine and damp sand with the heady aromas escaping from the restaurant's kitchens. Perched on dark wooden pilings, the terrace jutted boldly out toward the sea, defying the ocean with quiet confidence. Tonight, it was the stage for a celebration Pedro had neither asked for nor anticipated, and yet here he was, at the center of a scene worthy of the most enviable postcards, shoulders slightly hunched under the weight of the emotion he was trying to hide.Around him, the string lights fine filaments of golden light traced arabesques between the exposed beams and the salt worn paneling. Their glow wasn't harsh or aggressive; it danced, flickering gently under the night breeze, like a domesticated constellation that had consented to come down to earth to illuminate this exceptional meal.The rhythmic rumble of the waves, out there, a few dozen yards away, formed the continuous
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The afternoon was drawing to a close, the sun slowly descending toward the horizon, painting the sky in a warm golden light that filtered through the windows of the house. Sofia was in her room, standing in front of the mirror, getting ready for the evening. She'd chosen a light, flowing dress in midnight blue that highlighted her figure, with a discreet neckline and a length that stopped just above the knee. She was applying her makeup carefully, putting on a nude lipstick and a little mascara, all while trying to calm the beating of her heart. Jonathan's party awaited her, but her mind was still filled with images from the night before in the laundry room.She came down the stairs, sandals in hand so as not to make noise. Javier was in the living room, reading a newspaper, a glass of fresh water beside him. He looked up when he saw her."Where are you off to like that, *hija*?" he asked with a curious smile.Sofia stopped at the bottom of the steps, adjusting the strap of her dress.
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Sofia met up with Mia and her friends the next afternoon, on the terrace of a small beachside café. The sun was high in the sky, the air warm and thick with iodine, and the sea sparkled like an infinite blue mirror. The girls were seated around a large wooden table, laughing out loud, their glasses of fresh juice and non-alcoholic cocktails set before them. Mia wore a light sunshine-yellow dress, Lena her eternal oversized sunglasses, and Carlos was recounting with exaggeration an anecdote from the night before that had the whole group howling with laughter. Sofia tried to join in, smiling, even laughing at some jokes, but her mind was elsewhere. She felt the weight of her secret on her shoulders—heavy, burning, like a stone she'd been carrying for too long.The others gradually left, pleading appointments or the fatigue of the night before. Carlos was the first to stand, followed by Lena and Mike, who wanted to go paddleboarding. Only Mia and Sofia remained, sitting facing the ocean,
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Sofia and Pedro went up the stairs on tiptoe, carefully avoiding the steps that creaked the most. The house was plunged into absolute silence, disturbed only by the distant sound of waves dying on the beach below. Pedro walked ahead, his broad, reassuring silhouette in the dim hallway. From time to time, he turned around, a knowing smile on his lips, and pressed a finger to his mouth to remind her of the silence. Sofia held back a silent laugh, her body still coursing with shivers after what they'd just done in the laundry room.They parted at the door to Pedro's room. He paused for a moment, leaned toward her, and placed a quick kiss on her lips—almost tender after the brutality of their embraces. Then he disappeared inside his room. Sofia continued to hers, closing the door softly behind her. She leaned against it, closed her eyes, and let out a small, stifled laugh, almost incredulous. Her heart was still pounding. Her legs trembled slightly. She could still feel the marks of his h
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