It feels strange to Eloá how the simple touch of Gael’s hand is enough to send a shiver through her entire body. How can he say those things, especially when he sees the state she’s in?

“Gael, please…” she pleads, her eyes glistening with tears.

“I already told you… I’m not changing my mind.”

Without giving her time to react, he leans in and kisses her, pouring all the intensity of his feelings into that gesture. He wants her to know, without the need for words, that he loves her and that he wi