A sudden and crushing silence, broken only by the panting, irregular sound of two pairs of lungs fighting for air. The creaking of the bed stopped. The world had not ended. It had simply been redefined.Leon collapsed onto her, his weight pressing her even deeper into the mattress, but he immediately rolled to the side, unable to bear the total intimacy of that collapse. They lay side by side, naked, filthy with sweat, charcoal, and sexual fluids, staring at the white, impersonal ceiling.Guilt arrived in that instant. Not as punishment, but as fact. A cold, dense weight that settled in his chest, right beside the still-throbbing heat of sex. He glanced sideways. Júlia lay motionless, eyes open, fixed on the same ceiling. A single tear slipped from the corner of her eye and ran down her face until it disappeared into her hair, carrying a streak of charcoal with it. She didn’t even seem to notice.Neither of them moved to touch the other. There was no post-coital embrace, no comforting
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