AURORA“You cannot be serious.”I was staring at him like he had just said the most ridiculous thing in the world and honestly, he had.Antonio leaned back into the couch like he hadn’t just casually admitted something insane, one arm stretched along the backrest, completely at ease.“I am very serious,” he said.“You drew a tattoo,” I repeated slowly, like maybe saying it again would make it make sense, “on your butt… because you wanted to rebel against your dad?”“Aurora,” he said, almost lazily, “I was a teenager with a lot of anger issues who could not see color because of an accident my father caused.”I blinked.Wait.That… shifted everything.“What do you mean,” I asked, my voice quieter now, “he caused your accident?”For a moment, I thought he wouldn’t answer.That he would deflect… maybe make a joke.“It is a long story,” he said, his tone losing that teasing edge it usually carried. “But the people my father worked with… they were offended by something he did so they decide
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