Chapter 12

Augusto felt his heart beat faster, as if each pulse echoed in the silence of the room. His fingers, once hesitant, now glided gently over her skin, as if afraid of breaking something fragile and precious. He was not a man of many romances, nor of fleeting affairs. His life had always been ruled by a certain emotional distance, a barrier he himself had built to protect himself. But there, in that moment, with that woman of deep eyes and a soft voice, he felt something different. Some