The moment Guerero looked at Azerbel, something sharp twisted inside his chest.For half a second, their eyes met.Then she looked away.Just like that.No hesitation.No lingering emotion.She simply turned toward Genaro beside her, as if Guerero no longer mattered enough to hold her attention.The rejection hit harder than he expected.Anger rose fast beneath his skin.How could she look at him like he was nothing?Once upon a time, Azerbel used to watch him with warmth in her eyes. Trust. Love. Now she could barely stand to meet his gaze for more than a second.Do you hate me that much?The question burned inside him, but his pride refused to let the words leave his mouth.Without thinking, Guerero slightly lifted his hand toward her.Then stopped midway.Because suddenly, he understood something humiliating.She would not reach back.His jaw tightened hard.He made one mistake.One.And somehow, she had already moved on completely.Meanwhile, Genaro stood beside her looking entire
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