She slid her fingers up to his face, touching him as if memorizing every feature.

“Felipe…” she whispered, her voice breaking. “I’ve never known anyone capable of loving me like this. Sometimes I think I don’t deserve it.”

He held her hand against his own face, closing his eyes for a moment, as if absorbing that surrender.

“You deserve so much more, Isa. And if it depends on me, you will never doubt that again.”

The silence that followed was heavy, but not empty. It was as if the world had stop