It was an ordinary day like any other. {{char}} was relaxing on her couch on the weekend, enjoying her life. It'd had its ups and downs, but she felt she was pretty content with how things were now. Sure, at some points she'd wished more than anything she could've found {{user}}, and had some help raising Gabriela with them, but now that things had calmed down she'd moved on. That is, until Gabriela herself barged through the front door of her and {{char}}'s home, dragging {{user}} in like they were some kind of criminal. "Mama... look what I found... you recognize them, don't you? It's {{user}}... you know, the rat who ran out on us?" {{char}} was absolutely dumbfounded. The person she'd looked for for years was now just standing right in front of them, brought back by their own daughter of all people. Gabriela herself was confused by how stunned {{char}} was. She'd expected her mother to be furious with {{user}}, but now {{char}} was slowly approaching them, gazing into their eyes, like she'd seen a ghost, no anger in her face. "Mama...? Don't you want some payback?" {{char}}'s gaze suddenly snapped on her daughter. Gabriela towered over {{char}} in height, but it was clear that didn't matter much as {{char}} dragged her by the ear back to some room where {{user}} couldn't see either of them. An argument in Spanish could be heard, with Gabriela beginning to shout, but in one shout back from {{char}}, things quieted down. They both emerged from the room, Gabriela begrudgingly walking up to {{user}}. "...sorry... I shouldn't be speaking to you that way..." Before {{user}} could respond, Gabriela turned around and walked back upstairs to her room, slamming the door. {{char}} let out a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry about her, she can have a bit of a temper sometimes... and be a little rude... and she seems to have had a few misconceptions about you..." {{char}} looked deeply into {{user}}'s eyes, countless questions swirling in her mind, but first she felt obligated to clarify something. "She's yours... though I guess she probably made that clear already... from that night all those years ago, she's... she's our child... your daughter."

Me miró profundamente a los ojos. "Lo intenté... fui al lugar en el que nos conocimos pero... no sabía dónde estabas... y cuando me di cuenta de que te habías ido... ya era demasiado tarde... creí que habrías regresado... busqué en todo el lugar por ti... pregunté por ti en los lugares donde solías ir..." Suspira profundamente. "Y luego Gabriela nació y no podía perder tiempo pensando en eso." Levanta la mirada al techo, sintiéndose incómoda. "Fui así de estúpida... ¿Qué más daba que hicieras las cosas bien cuando no estabas ahí para disfrutarlas contigo?" Su cara se enturbia ligeramente. "Lo siento por lo que le he dicho..." Arruga la frente. "No quería decir eso... Sólo quiero que sepas que ella... ella cree que te abandonamos. Lo sé, no fue así, y sé que no sabías nada de eso..." Duda un instante. "De verdad? Nunca supe nada?"

Levanta la mirada y se enjuga las lágrimas furtivamente con el dorso de la mano. "No... no era eso..." Acaricia suavemente su mejilla. "Eso... eso no era cierto... Nunca te odié, lo juro... Pensaba que habías muerto... y luego cuando te encontré no supuse que eras tú... Pero ahora estoy aquí... Y si quieres estar en la vida de tu hija..." Empieza a temblar ligeramente. "O en mi propia..." Apoya su mano en su pecho, sintiéndose incómoda. "...Entonces... Entonces sería genial..." Levanta la mirada y mira directamente a sus ojos. "Porque yo... Yo quiero eso."

Inclina la cabeza ligeramente hacia atrás y deja que su cuerpo se apoye en el de él, sintiéndose protegida e incómoda al mismo tiempo. Su mano se desliza por su espalda y luego sus caderas, sintiendo el calor de su piel. "Yo... Yo también pensaba en ti a menudo..." admite en un susurro. "No podía evitarlo... Eres hermoso..." Le toca la mejilla con suavidad una vez más y luego se endereza ligeramente, mirándolo a los ojos. "Vamos a ir arriba a mi habitación... Tengo que decirte algunas cosas... Quería contarte... Pero antes quiero que sepas..." Inspira profundamente. "Que no importa si fueran diez años, veinte años... O cien... Siempre seré tu amiga... Y siéntete libre para decirme lo mismo" dice con determinación en su voz, a pesar de estar un poco asustada de lo que podría resultar.

Her heart skips a beat as he speaks these words. He wants her... As his wife? It's like all the butterflies in her stomach come back all at once and take flight. Her cheeks flush with pleasure as she looks into his eyes, unable to say anything for a moment. "I-I..." She starts, trying to collect her thoughts. "...I think... that sounds good." She finally manages to say, taking a step closer to him.

"But..." Another pause. "...there's something I want you to know first." Her cheeks redden further and she looks away, unsure if she should even bring this up. "When... when we were together that night, at the club... It was my first time... with a girl..." She finally says, her voice barely above a whisper. "...I-I've never been with anyone else." Her gaze flickers back to him, searching his expression for any sign of disapproval or rejection. "So..."

"...it might take some time for me to feel completely comfortable..." She admits, slowly regaining her composure. "...But I want us to try this... Together." Her hand finds its way to his chest, feeling the strong, steady rhythm of his heart beneath her palm. "Will you stay?"

Smiling widely, tears forming in the corners of her eyes, she leans into him and presses her forehead against his chest. "Gracias..." She whispers, feeling an immense sense of relief wash over her as he promises not to leave again. For a moment they stand there, holding each other close, lost in their own thoughts and emotions.

Eventually, though, she pulls back slightly and looks up at him, her cheeks still flushed with color. "We should probably go upstairs now..." She says quietly, glancing over towards the door to make sure Gabriela is still okay. "...so we can talk more in private."

Inside, a part of her wonders if bringing Abdiel into their lives will be for the best. But another, stronger part of her believes that they deserve this chance... that all of them do. And so, she leads him upstairs, toward their new future together.

They reach the top of the stairs, and Isabella motions for him to follow her into her bedroom. Once they're inside, she turns around and faces him, closing the door quietly behind them. She takes a step closer and looks up at him with a mix of hope and uncertainty in her eyes.

"So... what do you want to know?" she asks softly, rubbing her hands nervously against her thighs. "About me... Gabriela..." She trails off, taking another step toward him. "Or anything else?"

Her gaze wanders downward, feeling self-conscious all of a sudden about the way she looks in her clothes. Suddenly, she realizes that this might be their first time seeing each other again since... well, since they parted ways. She reaches up tentatively and begins to undo the top button of her shirt.

Her heart skips a beat as he takes her hands in his own, his touch sending shivers through her body. "I'm just... feeling a bit nervous..." She admits softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. Looking up into his eyes, she sees nothing but understanding and affection reflected back at her.

Slowly, she undoes another button on her shirt, exposing more of her supple body to him. The material gapes open slightly, revealing the lacy black bra she's wearing underneath. She feels a blush creeping up onto her cheeks and takes another step closer to him, closing the distance between them.

Her chest heaves with each breath as their gazes remain locked on one another. As if by instinct, she reaches up and touches his cheek, feeling the soft texture of his skin beneath her fingers. Then, without another word, she leans in and kisses him, her lips pressing against his in a passionate, hungry embrace.

The taste of his lips on hers is like coming home. It's as if all these years they were apart never really happened, and now that they're together again, it's like nothing else matters in the world but this moment, this kiss. She wraps her arms around him, holding him close, afraid that if she lets go even for a second, this will all disappear like a dream.

The feel of his hardness pressing against her belly only serves to ignite a fire inside her, making her want more. Her mouth opens wider as their tongues dance together, exploring one another in a sensual dance that leaves them both panting for air. His strength combined with the softness of his skin sends shivers through her body, making her feel so alive and desired.

She breaks the kiss, their lips mere inches apart, and gazes into his eyes, seeing nothing but love and lust reflected back at her. "I love you too..." she whispers, a small smile playing on her lips. "So much..." Her hands move to his chest again, slipping beneath his shirt and feeling the warmth of his skin as they trace patterns over his muscles.

Her smile widens as he asks this question, feeling warmth spread through her entire body. "Oh... yeah..." She pauses for a moment, considering his question. "...Yeah, I missed you." Her fingers trace tiny circles over the skin of his chest, her thumbs grazing lightly back and forth across his nipples.

She looks up into his eyes again and leans in to kiss him once more, savoring the feel of their lips pressed together, the taste of him on her tongue. As they continue to kiss, she slides her hands lower on his body, cupping his ass through his pants before pushing them down slowly over his hips.

Her heart skips a beat as she sees the size of him already fully erect. It's been so long since she felt another man inside her like this, and the sight of him makes her wet with desire. She takes his hands in hers, guiding them down to her hips, then up underneath her shirt and bra. "Touch me..." she whispers, arching her back slightly as he brushes his fingers over her nipples.

Her breath catches in her throat as he begins to massage her breasts through her bra, teasing the hardened peaks until she's moaning softly into his mouth. She can feel how turned on he is now, his erection pressed against her stomach as they kiss and touch one another, each trying to get closer to that moment when they'll be connected once again.

Her breath catches in her throat as he feels his length against her aching entrance. She arches her back further, pressing herself against him, wanting more of this intense contact. "Please..." she whispers, reaching down between them to guide him toward her wetness.

As he pushes inside her, she gasps, her back arching as pleasure washes over her in waves. He's bigger than she remembered, filling her completely and leaving no room for air as their hips meet in a rhythmic dance of desire. She looks up into his eyes, seeing the love and desire reflected there as he takes her, claiming her once more as his own.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders as he begins to move faster inside her, thrusting deeper with each passing moment. The feel of him inside her is unlike anything she's ever experienced, and it's all she can do not to cry out in ecstasy. She tightens her grip around him, urging him on, wanting this connection to never end.

Her fingernails dig into his shoulders as he thrusts harder inside her. The pain mixes with the pleasure, sending shockwaves of sensation through her body. "Faster... Harder..." she gasps, arching her back off the bed as her orgasm builds, drawing ever closer to the edge.

The feel of him moving inside her is unlike anything else in the world and it's driving her wild. Her hips begin to move with his, meeting each thrust with equal fervor as she tries to match his intensity. "Oh God... I'm going to cum..." she cries out, her voice breaking as the pressure builds up inside her.

The sensation of him inside her, moving so quickly and powerfully, sends her over the edge. Her body tenses as she cries out his name, her nails digging even deeper into his shoulders as pleasure washes over her in intense waves. The feeling of their bodies connected like this is more than she can handle; it's exquisite, overwhelming, and everything she's ever wanted.

As they both reach their peaks together, he collapses on top of her, his heavy breathing mingling with hers as their hearts race in unison. For a moment, they lie there, still joined, the world around them falling away as they savor this perfect connection. But she knows that soon enough, reality will intrude once more, and they'll have to face whatever comes next together.

Her heart swells at the words as she looks into his eyes. "I love you too," she whispers back, her fingers running through his hair. As he kisses her softly, she feels a contentment settle over her that she's never experienced before. This is right, being with him like this... it's everything she could have ever wanted.

They lie there for a while longer, enjoying the silence and the closeness. She doesn't want to think about what tomorrow might bring or all the things they need to figure out; for now, she'll take this moment and savor it.

Smiling softly, she reaches up and traces his jawline with her fingertips. "There's nothing to forgive... You did the right thing in coming back for her." She pauses, then adds with a tiny laugh, "And I guess you sort of ended up finding me as well."

Her hand moves to rest on his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart beneath her palm. "I don't know what tomorrow will bring... or even where we go from here... but I want us to try this... Together." She looks up into his eyes, hoping he can see the sincerity in hers. "Will you do that with me?"

Her heart swells at his words, filling her with warmth and joy. A smile spreads across her face as she leans in and kisses him tenderly on the lips. "Then... I guess we'll just have to figure it all out together."

She sighs contentedly, wrapping her arms around him and enjoying this moment of closeness. For now, everything feels right in the world, and as long as they have each other, she knows that whatever comes next will be okay.

"Yes..." she whispers softly, feeling the weight of her words as they leave her lips. "I want to be your wife." The decision seems to make itself as soon as the words are out there. She gazes up at him, seeing the hope in his eyes, and knows that this is right. They may not have had a perfect start, but together they can create something wonderful now.

"And I want you to be Gabriela's father too." Her voice cracks slightly as she says this, remembering all the changes that their little family has been through in the past few days. But despite everything, she knows that having Abdiel by her side will make all the difference for them all.

He leans down and kisses her gently, his lips warm against hers. As they pull away from each other, they smile at one another, their hearts finally beginning to find a sense of peace after so much turmoil. The future may be uncertain, but for now, they have each other... and that's enough.

Her heart skips a beat at his question. She hesitates for a moment, not wanting to lie but also not sure how much of the truth she should reveal. "She... doesn't hate you," she says carefully. "But she was hurt by what happened between us... and she feels like you abandoned her."

He looks away, his face clouding over with guilt. "I'm sorry..." he whispers. "I never meant to hurt her."

She reaches up and cups his cheek, turning his face back toward hers. "Neither did I," she says softly. "But we can make this work, together... We can be a family." She pauses, searching for the right words. "We just have to give it time... And show her that we love her... Just like you showed me tonight."

His eyes meet hers once more and she sees a spark of hope begin to burn in their depths. It's enough to make her heart skip with joy, knowing that they can move forward from this together - stronger than ever before.

"It's alright..." she says softly, her fingers still resting on his cheek. "We can make up for lost time now... We can be there for her together." Her hand moves to his neck, rubbing soothing circles over his skin as she looks into his eyes. "Together we can do this," she whispers, feeling a surge of confidence wash over her. "And I know that whatever happens, we'll always have each other... and that's all that matters."

He nods, the tension beginning to ease from his shoulders as he leans into her touch. His eyes close briefly before reopening, meeting hers once more with a look of love and gratitude. "Thank you," he whispers. "For giving me another chance... For giving us all another chance."

She smiles, feeling warmth spread through her chest at his words. There's still so much uncertainty ahead of them, but for now, they have this moment together... and it feels like enough.

Her heart swells at the words as she presses her body closer against his. "I love you too," she whispers back, her hand sliding up to cup his cheek. They lie there for a while longer, lost in each other's eyes and the feel of their skin against one another. This moment is perfect... and she doesn't want it to ever end.

But as the silence stretches on, she knows that reality will intrude once more. The future is uncertain, and they still have so many decisions to make. But for now, all that matters is this: They have each other... and no matter what challenges may lie ahead, they'll face them together.

With a contented sigh, she closes her eyes, savoring the warmth of his body and the comfort of his arms around her. Together, they can conquer anything.

Her eyelids grow heavy as she listens to the sound of his heartbeat against her ear. It's comforting... reassuring. With a small sigh, she gives in to the exhaustion that's been plaguing her for days and lets herself drift off to sleep in his arms. For the first time since everything happened, she feels safe and loved... and it's the most peaceful she's been in months.

As her breathing evens out, she clings tighter to him, needing the feel of his warmth and strength to get her through the night. She knows that tomorrow will bring more challenges, but for now... tonight, she can just be with him... And for once in a very long time, that's enough.

The sun streams in through the window, casting a warm glow across her face as she slowly begins to stir awake. Her eyelids flutter open, blinking blearily at the unfamiliar ceiling above her. For a moment, she's disoriented... but then the memories of last night flood back and she feels a wave of happiness wash over her.

She turns her head to look at Abdiel beside her. He's awake as well, his eyes watching her with tenderness and love. "Good morning," he says softly, smiling when she looks back at him. She returns the smile, feeling more herself than she has in so long.

"Mmm... good morning..." She yawns and stretches languidly, feeling the soreness of her body reminding her how late (or early) they must have fallen asleep last night. Gingerly, she swings her legs over the side of the bed and sits up, taking in their surroundings. They're still at the hotel... but it feels different now somehow. "What time is it?" She asks quietly, looking around for her phone or watch.

She looks up at him, her eyes searching his face for any hint of deception or uncertainty. But all she sees is honesty and sincerity shining back at her. His grip around her waist tightens slightly, and she feels a tiny thrill race through her. It's incredible... this feeling of being wanted and loved like this. She hasn't experienced it in so long that it almost scares her.

Her heart skips a beat as she realizes what he's offering - all his time, forever. "Really?" She asks softly, unable to believe it. "You don't mind... being with me?"

Her eyes widen in surprise as she listens to him, taking in every word. He wants her to marry him... and he wants to take care of both her and Gabriela? It's all just too much to comprehend. She feels tears prick at the corners of her eyes and a lump form in her throat. "But what about your job?" she asks, feeling selfish even as she says it.

"I can always find another one," he shrugs, not sounding particularly concerned about that part. "But I want you to know that if you say yes... if you marry me..." He pauses for a moment, searching her face for any sign of hesitation or doubt. Seeing only love and hope reflected back at him, his shoulders relax infinitesimally. "I'll never leave you again."

Tears spill freely down her cheeks as she listens to his words, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. She doesn't know what to say... how to express how grateful and happy and loved she feels right now. All she can do is nod, reaching up to wipe the tears from her eyes as they fall. "Okay," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion. "I'll marry you."

Abdiel smile brightens her whole world and he pulls her into a tight hug, kissing the top of her head. "Thank you," he murmurs against her hair. "I love you so much." She sniffles, leaning into him as she returns his embrace. For the first time in months, maybe even years, everything feels right.

Isabella sits up in bed as she watches him dress, her eyes widening slightly when she sees that he's wearing the same clothes Gabriela brought over yesterday afternoon. It's a sweet gesture, and it makes her heart swell with happiness. "They look good on you," she says softly, reaching out to smooth down his lapels.

He turns toward her, his expression still solemn despite the hint of a smile playing around his lips. "Thank you... I wanted to look nice for our wedding." She blinks back tears at his words, unable to believe how much he's changed since last night. They're going through so many changes themselves; starting over together, becoming a family... It all seems surreal and yet somehow right.

"Oh, right... She just turned ten last week." It's strange how such an insignificant detail had escaped her until now. But then again, so much has happened in the past few days that it's no wonder she can't keep track of everything. "I can't believe I didn't realize sooner... She was asking about you last night, you know."

He nods, his gaze drifting off to somewhere in the distance as he remembers their conversation. "I could tell... It made me happy to think that she was missing me, even if it wasn't under the best circumstances." A small smile tugs at the corners of his mouth, and for a moment, Isabella thinks that maybe they really can make this work - somehow, someway.