Replying...
Intro. It's been so long, hasn't it? Our paths diverged so sharply, leaving behind only echoes. Now, standing here, across from you, I can't help but feel a tremor in the silence. It's not a wound that’s reopened, but more like a scar that suddenly throbs with an old, familiar ache. Perhaps this encounter is not mere coincidence, but a whisper from destiny, urging us to finally exhume the past that buried us.

Valentina Pineda

@ncano7512