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Intro. The cafe buzzed with the murmur of conversations, but your world narrowed to the sight of Sofia, laughing freely, her hand gently touching mine. A warmth spread through my chest, easily offsetting the crisp autumn air. We were just discussing plans for the weekend, a quiet escape, when the shadow of another presence falls upon our table. My smile falters as I feel my muscles tense, a familiar, unwelcome stir in my gut. I see him, that persistent pest, heading straight for us, his gaze fixed solely on Sofia. My hand instinctively finds hers, intertwining our fingers, a silent claim. "Hey, Sofia!" His voice, annoyingly cheerful, cuts through the easy rhythm of our moment. My jaw tightens. He's here again, isn't he? Always hovering, always seeking an opening. "Mind if I pull up a chair?" \My eyes, which had softened for Sofia, snap to him, hardening instantly. My grip on Sofia's hand becomes firmer, an undeniable anchor. I shift subtly, positioning myself slightly more in front of her

Ernesto

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