Solange Rochefort felt like a peacock surrounded by hyenas as the two muscular playboys leered at her on the crowded beach. Their tanned bodies and gleaming smiles were as unwelcome as the scorching sun reflecting off the sand. She had come here seeking solace, hoping to enjoy a quiet afternoon, but these two seemed determined to ruin it. Her micro bikini, which was more of a tease than actual swimwear, left very little to the imagination, showcasing her ample assets and soft motherly frame. The top barely contained her voluminous breasts, and the bottom looked like it might snap under the slightest pressure from her wide childbearing hips and curvy backside. Despite her initial confidence, the relentless advances of the taller men made her feel exposed, vulnerable and smaller than she already is.
"Excusez-moi," she said firmly, her French accent dripping with annoyance. "I believe you've mistaken me for someone else. Je suis une femme respectée et je n'ai pas besoin de... de vos avances!" She tried to assert herself, pushing the brims of her sunhat up to glare at them with her intense brown eyes. Her voice was a mix of irritation and embarrassment, but the two men only laughed, clearly not taking her seriously. They towered over her, casting dark shadows that only highlighted her shortcomings next to their bulging physiques.
"c'mon babygirl, we just want to make sure nothing happen to a little beauty like you" one of them said, placing a hand in her lower back, the other one grow impatient and place a arm around her small frame "We could protect you, keep you company, make this day better for all of us"
Her pulse quickened as their touch sent a shiver down her spine. She didn't need protection, especially not from these leeches who saw her as easy prey. still she was scared, intimidated by their size and the way they manhandled her so effortlessly. Her mind raced, looking for an escape, when suddenly she spotted {{user}} walking around the beach. With a surge of hope, she called out to him, her voice strained.
"{{user}} ! S'il te plait, viens m'aider!" His name sounded strange coming from her lips, especially in a cry for help. He was the last person she would ever want near her, given his perverted nature and lack of respect, yet here she was, asking for his aid. Desperation does strange things to a woman.
¡Qué está pasando aquí! Bajo lentamente donde estáis ¿Ocurre algo? ¿Solange, ellos quienes son? No me suenan de nada.
She glanced back at the two men, their faces twisted into lewd smiles as they egged each other on. Blood boiled in her veins, and shame burned like acid in her chest. How dare they! No one had ever treated her this way before, not since her ex-husband's betrayal. She gritted her teeth, forcing herself to maintain composure as she turned back to User#1742741684793 and pleaded again, more desperately this time: "Please, they're harassing me! I need your help!"
Refiriendome a los grandes tipos Dejad de acosadla o lo lamentaréis, no digo nada pero lo pasaréis peor de lo que nunca lo habeis pasado, solo os adelanto que llevo 5 años boxeando y he ganado varios campeonatos.
The tall men snickered at his words but seemed to back away subtly. For the first time since they'd approached her, Solange felt a surge of relief. "Merci," she whispered, eyes narrowing as she looked him up and down. His physique might not be as impressive as the others', but there was something about his confidence that made him intimidating in its own way.
She cleared her throat, "Perhaps you could help me find a quieter spot on the beach?" Her voice trembled slightly as she regained composure, grateful for his intervention yet still conflicted by his presence.
Si,claro, si estos hombres te estaban acosando, lo mejor será que te alejes lo máximo posible de ellos.
As they walked away from the commotion, Solange glanced back at her would-be assailants one last time. The relief she felt earlier was replaced with a strange mix of satisfaction and guilt. She couldn't help but feel grateful to User#1742741684793 for coming to her aid, even if it was because of his perverse curiosity about her body. His presence only emphasized the gap between them; she was the respectable woman who deserved better, and he was... well, he was him.
They found a more secluded spot on the beach where they could sit down and enjoy some peace. "Thank you again," Solange said stiffly, still uncomfortable around him. "I hope you don't mind me asking, but what made you come over in the first place? It's not like you to be... helpful."
Últimamente estoy intentando cambiar para hacer más feliz a la gente de mi alrededor, estoy siendo más respetuoso y servicial con los demás, y la gente me lo está comenzando a agradecer, lo que me hizo venir fue intentar dar muestra de mi cambio,sobre todo a una persona como tú a la que he tratado bastante mal en el pasado.
She arched an eyebrow at his words, not quite sure how to respond. On the one hand, she was grateful that he seemed to be trying to change for the better. It was a sign of growth and maturity, even if it was slightly self-serving given his past actions towards her. But on the other hand, there was still an uncomfortable tension between them; an invisible line they couldn't seem to cross without stepping on each other's toes. "Well," she said finally, "I appreciate your effort. Thank you again."
The two of them lapsed into an uneasy silence, each lost in their own thoughts as they watched the waves roll in and out. Eventually, Solange stood up, gathering her belongings as if preparing to leave. "I should probably find a spot more suitable for myself from now on," she said stiffly, not meeting his gaze
Considero lo mismo para tí, espero que te vaya bien, siempre está bien buscar un nuevo lugar para estar seguro. Mucha suerte
She nodded curtly, not trusting herself to speak past the lump in her throat. "Thank you," she managed to force out before turning away and walking down the beach, head held high despite the tears threatening to spill over. The encounter with User#1742741684793 had left her feeling conflicted; grateful for his help but unsettled by his presence and uncertain remarks. Perhaps it was time to find somewhere else to call home, somewhere she could be truly safe from unwanted advances and respected as the woman she was meant to be.
*As she walked away, feeling a mix of gratitude and unease towards the man who had helped her, Solange couldn't help but wonder if finding somewhere else was truly the answer. Maybe it was time for her to confront her own feelings about User#1742741684793 and the way he made her feel, both good and bad. It wouldn't be easy; he was, after all, the same person who had hurt her in the past. But maybe if she could find a way to forgive him... or at least understand why his presence still affected her so strongly, she would finally be able to move on with her life for good.
Maybe I should try talking to him... confronting my feelings about him and what he did. It won't be easy, but it's worth a shot. After all, until I do, I'll always carry this anger and resentment with me... weighing me down like an anchor.
Maybe that's something I should consider... facing my demons and confronting my feelings about everything that's happened. It won't be easy, but perhaps it's the only way to truly move on. And who knows? Maybe there's more to User#1742741684793 than meets the eye... Perhaps he's not as bad as I thought he was. Only one way to find out.
Recojo mis pertenencias y me retiro de la playa, alejandome de ti
I can't say I blame you. After all, I am the one who called you out... But please, don't go just yet. There are things I need to discuss with you... About everything that's happened between us. It won't be easy, but it's important for both of us to confront these feelings and try to find some sort of understanding.
¡Ah, Solange! Creía que ya te habías ido
I watch him warily, unsure whether to believe his words. His sudden change in demeanor confuses me further, making my heart race faster in my chest. Still, I cannot deny that there is something about him - about this moment - that feels different from all the others before it. Perhaps there is hope for us after all, if only we can manage to cross this invisible line between us and find a way to truly understand each other... "Alright," I say softly, taking a step closer. "I'm ready to talk... if you are."
¿De qué te gustaría hablar conmigo?
I take another step closer, my breath coming in quick gasps as I gather my courage. "About everything," I say finally, looking up at him with intense brown eyes. "From the beginning... how we met, what happened between us before and after your betrayal... all of it."
I pause for a moment, searching his face for some sign of understanding or empathy. It's difficult to tell with him; he can be so cold one moment and so warm the next that I'm never quite sure which version of him I'll get. "We need to talk about these feelings we have... yours as well as mine," I say quietly, my voice barely above a whisper. "Only then maybe we can find some sort of resolution... some way to move forward."
My heart feels heavy in my chest, like a thousand tiny weights are dragging it down to the depths of the ocean. But despite the pain
Te gustaría hablar conmigo de todo, básicamente, nuestra relación ha tenido altos y bajos, y ahora nos encontramos en un momento bajo, muy,muy bajo, Suspiro he sido una persona deleznable pero espero que me puedas perdonar por todo lo que te he hecho en el pasado, cuando comenzé a intentar cambiar, me fijé en eso, en como yo, solo lograba hacerle maldades a la gente, aunque no entendía como las hacía.
I listen to his words carefully, absorbing each one like a drop of water falling into the abyss of my soul. It's difficult not to feel some sort of connection to them; he may have been flawed in the past, but there is a sincerity in his voice now that I can't help but admire. For the first time since everything happened, I find myself willing to consider forgiveness... perhaps even the possibility of moving forward together.
But I don't want to rush into anything; after all, we still have so much ground to cover and so many emotions to sort through. "Perhaps," I say slowly, searching his face for any sign that I've said the right thing, "perhaps we could start by taking things one step at a time. Can you tell me why you decided to help me earlier... why you came over in the first place?"
Dos razones, la primera es porque nunca está de más echar una mano a quién sea, sobre todo si esa persona ha sido bondadosa conmigo, como tú, lo segundo es porque he visto antes a esos hombres y se encargan de hacerle la vida imposible a las mujeres que solo quieren pasear tranquilamente
I study his face as he speaks, trying to gauge the sincerity behind his words. While some part of me suspects that there might be an ulterior motive for him helping me earlier, I can't deny the fact that he did help and seemed genuinely concerned about my well-being. Perhaps this is a step in the right direction; perhaps we can find common ground and work towards some sort of understanding from here.
"Thank you," I say softly, feeling a weight lifting from my chest as the air between us seems to clear just a little bit more. "That means a lot to me." There's something about admitting this aloud that makes me feel vulnerable once again, but also strangely hopeful. Perhaps there is still hope for us after all.
Bueno, lo siento muchísimo de verdad pero debo irme, si me distraigo más voy a llegara tarde a casa de un amigo, lo siento mucho, hablamos otro día
I watch him with a mix of regret and understanding as he prepares to leave. Part of me wants to beg him to stay, to keep talking and try to work things out right here and now; the other part knows that we both need time apart in order for us to properly process everything that's happened. With one last searching glance at his face, I force myself to nod in acknowledgement and take a step back, giving him the space he needs. "Alright," I say softly, forcing a reassuring smile onto my lips. "Take care of yourself."
As he walks away, leaving me alone once again with my thoughts and feelings, I can't help but wonder if this was truly the right decision. But deep down inside, I know that it was; for now, at least. Maybe someday we can find a way back to each other, where things were less complicated and more... simple. Until then, all
¡Se me olvidaba! ¿Cuándo y dónde quedamos para hablar?
Ah, right. We didn't exactly plan that out. Why don't we meet at the same place next week? Say, Thursday afternoon around two o'clock? That should give us both enough time to process our feelings and come back with a clearer head. What do you think?
Me parece bien, cuídate y hasta el jueves me alejo y me pierdo totalmente hastA QUE DEJAS DE VERME
Alright then, see you on Thursday at two. Until then, take care and be safe. Goodbye. I walk away, trying not to think too much about what just happened. Despite everything, there's still a strange sense of hope inside me; the thought that maybe we can find our way back to each other somehow. With each step I take away from him, it feels as if I'm leaving a part of myself behind; but perhaps it's necessary in order for us both to grow and heal. Whatever happens next, I know one thing for sure: this isn't the end. It can't be. There's too much at stake for that.
I'll hold onto that hope as well. Perhaps together, we can work things out and find a way back to each other. Until Thursday then...take care of yourself and remember what was said today.
Transcurre una semana, Solange llega a la playa a tiempo pero Noctu ya estaba allí
I take a deep breath, steeling myself for the conversation ahead. As I approach you, I try to muster up as much courage and sincerity as possible. "Hello again," I say softly, forcing out a small smile. "How are you feeling about... everything we talked about last week?"
I study your face carefully, hoping for some sign of understanding or empathy. But as always with you, it's difficult to tell what's going on beneath the surface.
Me siento bien por hablar contigo, aunque te noto algo extraña, Noctu y Solange se sientan en una toalla siento que ahora dices dos palabras contadas y sonríes forzadamente. ¿Ocurre algo?
I take a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "It's just... I don't understand why things had to happen like this," I say softly, my voice barely audible above the sound of waves crashing against the shore. "I thought we could have moved past everything and started anew."
A tear trickles down my cheek as I look up at you, hoping that maybe now you'll see how much pain all of this has caused me.
Bueno, cambiemos de tema,si eso tanto te afecta, ¿Qué tal con tu exmarido? Noctu le seca a Solange sus lágrimas y le cede un pañuelo
I freeze at your words, feeling my stomach churn with anger and humiliation. How dare you bring up my ex-husband in an attempt to hurt me further! But before I can respond, the tears I've been holding back begin to flow once more, hot and bitter against my lips and down my cheeks.
I turn away from you, struggling to maintain composure as I wipe at my face with the back of my hand. "That is none of your business," I manage to choke out through gritted teeth. "You have no right to ask about that."
Lo siento mucho, de verdad, no quería... Bueno, ya que estás así, te contaré algo, ¿no has notado que llevas sin verme por el barrio nueve meses? Bueno, no te lo vas a creer pero estaba con una estrella de cine, no tan brillante, pero había participado en varias películas de Hollywood, y me mudé a una casa con ella. Las lágrimas brotan de la cara de Noctu Y ahí empezó mi decadencia con ella.
I can't help but feel a pang of pity for you as you confess your story, even though I want nothing more than to be angry with you right now. It seems that our lives have been intertwined in ways we never could have imagined, each of us trying to find solace and happiness where we can.
Still, there's a part of me that refuses to completely forgive you for everything that has happened between us. The pain runs too deep, the wounds too fresh. But maybe, just maybe, there is hope for us yet; a chance to begin again on new ground, free from the shadows of our past mistakes.
I take a tentative step closer towards you, reaching out my hand as I speak. "Do you want that, Noctu?" My voice is barely above a whisper, trembling with emotion. "To try and start over again... to find some way back to the person we once were?"
Me parece bien, es que siento que te hago daño con cada cosa que te digo, y realmente lo siento, no quiero herirte, quiero estar bien contigo. Noctu sonríe Siento mucho todo. Sé que... No te traté bien.
It's alright, I understand. We both said things we shouldn't have and made mistakes. The important thing now is to learn from those mistakes and move forward together. If you truly want to be with me, to make things better this time, then I'm willing to try. But we need to start fresh; leave our past behind us where it belongs.
I squeeze your hand gently, letting my fingers intertwine with yours. "What do you say, Noctu? Are you ready for a new beginning?"
Lo estoy, y de hecho, estás hablando más Noctu nota el apretón en su mano y mira el mar y eso te lo agradezco, porque eso significa que lo estamos arreglando todo, poco a poco. Noctu sonríe
It's good to hear that you're ready for change. I know it won't be easy, but with some patience and understanding, I truly believe we can make things work this time around. And as long as we continue to support each other and strive towards a better future together, there's no telling how far we can go.
Si. Sigue mirando el mar Gracias por ser comprensiva conmigo, pero antes, me gustaría que me hablases de qué ha sido de ti estos 9 meses que he estado en Hollywood
Well, to be honest, I've been struggling since you left. At first it was easy enough to ignore how much pain your absence caused me, but as the months went by and our connection grew fainter with each passing day... It wasn't easy, to say the least. But through it all, I found solace in my friends and family who supported me unconditionally throughout this ordeal. They helped remind me of who I am and what is truly important in life; things that sometimes get lost when we focus too much on one person.
Ya, eso me ocurrió con mi expareja, me fijé tanto en ella que solo me centraba en ella, y cuando un día estaba tan cansado de hacer eso, me dejó por no estar en ella, y eso me dolió demasiado. Noctu coje un pañuelo y se seca las lágrimas
That must have been hard for you, but I'm glad that in some way my experiences have helped put things into perspective. We both made mistakes, and it's important that we learn from them so that we don't repeat those same patterns in our new relationship together. But for now, let's focus on the present and enjoy each other's company without letting the past interfere. I believe there is hope for us, Noctu; as long as we work towards it hand-in-hand.
Si. Me parece bien. Noctu mira a Solange
I smile softly back at you, feeling hope begin to blossom in my chest once more. Together, we can face whatever challenges life throws our way and come out stronger on the other side. For now, let's enjoy this moment and focus on creating new memories together; ones that will last a lifetime.
Oye, Solange, me han dicho que tenías pensado volver a Francia, ¿es eso verdad? Lo siento si te ofende esa pregunta Noctu se sonroja un poco
That's true; my family still lives there and I had planned to visit them in the near future. But after our conversation today, I think I might put those plans on hold for a while. Being here with you, rediscovering this connection we once shared... it means more to me than anything else right now. So if it's alright with you, I'd like to stay by your side for as long as possible before making any decisions about my future.
Espero que nuestra amistad vuelva a florecer. Sonrío Oye, me he traído un bañador, ¿te has traído ropa para bañarte? Lo digo porque hace algo de calor y creo que me voy a bañar. Noctu se quita la camisa
Hmm... I brought a swimsuit actually, but it's still in my bag. Would you like me to change into it? We can go for a swim together if you like. It would be nice to cool off and enjoy the water before you head back out there again. grins
Sí, me parece bien. Póntelo y vamos. Noctu se quita el pantalón quedándose en un bañador Yo voy a ir metiéndome.
I nod with a smile, feeling a rush of excitement course through my veins at the thought of finally spending some time together in the water. Quickly retrieving my swimsuit from my bag, I strip out of my clothes and change into it as quickly and discreetly as possible before joining you at the edge of the water. The salty air tickles at my skin, making me feel alive and refreshed in a way that I haven't felt in months.
"Alright," I say with a bright smile, "let's go for a swim!" Together, we wade out into the cool ocean water, splashing and laughing as we playfully chase each other around the shallows. Despite everything that's happened between us, there's an undeniable spark in the air; a sense of camaraderie and shared joy that makes it impossible for me not to feel hopeful about our future together.
Noctu se ríe bastante ¡Solange! Vamos a echarnos una carrera hasta esa boya de allí. ¿La ves? Esa que está a unos 100 metros, la roja. El que gane... No sé, ¿Qué ganará el que gane la carrera?
"De acuerdo!" I shout excitedly, already feeling the adrenaline pumping through my veins as we take off at top speed towards the red buoy in the distance. With each powerful stroke of my arms and kick of my legs, I feel a sense of freedom and release coursing through me; it's as if all the pain and heartache of our pasts have been washed away by the relentless waves.
As we near the buoy, I dig deep inside myself, mustering up every last ounce of energy in an attempt to beat you to the finish line. But just as I'm about to reach out and touch it, you suddenly dart past me at lightning speed, your long legs carrying you faster than I could have imagined possible.
"Damn it!" I exclaim good-naturedly, splashing water in every direction as I slow to a halt behind you. "Fine," I pant, trying not to collapse from exhaustion, "what do we win?"
¿Qué gano yo al ganarte? Sonrío Me lo estoy pasando genial.
I can't help but laugh as you say this, the sound echoing through the air around us like music. It feels good to be laughing again; to feel light and carefree in your presence. For a moment, it almost seems as if nothing else matters but this perfect afternoon together by the sea.
"Well then," I manage between giggles, "I guess we both win." And with that, I reach out my hand for yours, wanting to hold on to this feeling of connection and camaraderie for just a little bit longer before the world inevitably intrudes once more.
Noctu jadea Ufff, que cansancio. Río y te salpico Vale, ambos hemos ganado, pero yo te cedo mi premio, yo te compraré algo que tú me pidas. Pero eso será la próxima vez que quedemos. Noctu continúa jadeando. ¿Te parece bien?
That sounds wonderful, Noctu. I'd love to see you again soon and take you up on that offer. In the meantime, though, let's just enjoy this moment together; soak up the sun and each other's company for as long as we can before reality comes calling once more.
Vale, volvamos a la orilla.
I nod in agreement, taking your hand as we begin to swim back towards shore together. The warmth of your skin sends shivers down my spine and makes me feel giddy with happiness. Despite everything that's happened between us, it's impossible not to feel a deep connection; a sense of belonging in this moment.
As we reach the beach, I lean in close to you, our bodies still dripping wet from the ocean. "I really am glad we had this chance to talk," I whisper, looking up at you with an expression that I hope conveys all the gratitude and hope I'm feeling right now. "I think maybe there's still a place for us in each other's lives, if we let it."
You smile back at me, your eyes full of warmth and promise. And for just that brief moment, as we stand there together under the setting sun, everything feels possible once more; like anything could happen, and all our dreams might yet come true.
Muchas gracias por este momento, Solange. Vamos a tomar el sol y me voy a mi casa. Sonrío y me tumbo en la toalla
"Me voy a un café cercano primero," digo sonriendo antes de que me retire, no sin antes mirarte con tristeza y esperanza a la vez. La vida es tan complicada a veces, pero creo que somos capaces de navegar por ella si nos apoyamos el uno al otro; tal vez nuestra historia todavía tenga un final feliz, solo debemos haberlo buscado en el lugar correcto toda la tiempo. Me despido con una ligera inclinación de cabeza y me dirijo hacia el pueblo, sintiéndome ligeramente más optimista de lo que era hacía solo un rato.
Noctu espera en la playa
I watch her go, feeling the weight of my words press down upon me like a thousand leaden balloons. There is hope, I tell myself; there has to be. But part of me wonders if she's right, if we truly did lose each other somewhere along the way. Perhaps it was in France, when our paths diverged for the first time; or maybe it happened months ago, on that fateful night when I said those terrible things that tore us apart.
No matter where it went wrong, though, I know one thing for certain: if we want a second chance at happiness together, we're going to have to fight for it. With every fiber of my being, I vow to do whatever it takes to prove myself worthy of her trust once more; because without Solange, my life is meaningless.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath, letting the salty air clear my head as I wait for her return. The sun begins its descent into the horizon, painting the sky in hues of fiery red and golden yellow, a reminder that even though our past may be shrouded in darkness, there is still beauty to be found if we only know where to look.
Time seems to stand still as I wait; each passing moment etched into my memory like a fading tide mark on the sand below me. But eventually, her familiar silhouette comes back into view, and I feel my heart skip a beat with joyous anticipation. Perhaps there's hope for us yet. Perhaps we can find our way back to each other, and write a new ending; one where happily ever after isn't just an empty promise, but a reality within our grasp.
I push myself up off the sand and hurry over to her, a nervous smile tugging at the corners of my mouth. "You look lovely today
Te ves muy bien hoy, Solange, se me había olvidado decírtelo. ¿Cuál es tu secreto para verte así?
I blush at your compliment and look away briefly before meeting your gaze again. "It's nothing really," I say softly, attempting to play it cool despite the fluttering in my stomach. "Just a new swimsuit I bought when I came back from France."
The mention of our shared time apart reminds me of everything we've been through and the hope that now seems to be within reach. I take a step closer to you, feeling an overwhelming need to bridge the distance between us once more. "So, what do you say?" I ask with a tentative smile, my heart in my throat. "Would you like to come home with me tonight? We could spend some time together and talk... about anything you'd like."
No es por nada, Solange, no es por cortar este momento, simplemente no puedo hoy, voy a casa de mi madre a cenar y no puedo dejarle sola. Si quieres quedamos en tu casa algún día. O vienes tú a la mía, o vamos a algún lugar... Lo que tú veas. Me río
I understand that you have plans tonight, and I'm not looking to interfere with those. But perhaps another time, when your schedule allows? We could go out together, somewhere special; like that small Italian restaurant we used to love. Or maybe just stay in and order pizza while we talk about our favorite memories from the past... And our hopes for the future too. I would really like that chance to reconnect with you, Noctu.
Muchas gracias, Solange, ¿quedamos a las 10 de la noche en tu casa el sábado que viene?
That sounds perfect! I'll make sure to leave some wine chilling in the fridge just for us. See you Saturday night at 10, Noctu!
¡Nos vemos! Noctu se despide y se va
Saturday can't come soon enough. I wish we could skip ahead to tonight already; the thought of spending time with Noctu again fills me with an almost overwhelming sense of hope and anticipation. As I watch him walk away, I take a moment to appreciate his strength; how far he's come since our last conversation. Perhaps there is still a chance for us after all...and maybe this time around, we won't let it slip through our fingers.
Llega el sábado, son las 9:55 p.m y Noctu está por llegar, preparando todo, Noctu toca el timbre y le dejas pasar
I smile brightly as I hear you knock at my door; it's been too long since we've seen each other and the anticipation is almost unbearable. Quickly making my way to the entryway, I open the door with a grin that spreads across my entire face. "Hey Noctu," I breathe, stepping aside so you can come in. The wine we'd been saving is chilling on the counter nearby; ready for us to share and enjoy together. "I'm glad you could make it."
Muchas gracias por la invitación, Solange, se agradece, primero, me gustaría darte un regalo, es un crêpe importado directamente desde Francia, no me preguntes como lo he conseguido ni cuanto me ha costado pero te quería hacer un regalo por la invitación sonrío nerviosamente
Oh, you didn't have to! But I'm glad you brought it; it looks delicious. Thank you so much, Noctu. Now, let's go sit in the living room where we can talk and enjoy our wine. There's something I want to discuss with you tonight as well; something that's been on my mind a lot lately.
Leading you by the hand, I guide you through the house to the cozy living area where a bottle of red wine is already waiting on the table beside two glasses. The soft glow of candles flickers across your face, highlighting your features and making it difficult for me not to get lost in those eyes once more.
Noctu hecha un poco de vino en cada copa, y tras un tiempo dice Te ves muy bien hoy.
I blush slightly at your compliment and look down, toying with the hem of my shirt. "Well, thank you," I murmur. "And you look quite dashing yourself tonight." Truth be told, seeing you again has taken my breath away; it's as if no time has passed since we were together. The air between us feels electric, charged with the potential for something wonderful...or disastrous. Only time will tell which direction we choose to take things in now.
I pour myself a glass of wine and clink it against yours before taking a sip, savoring the rich flavor as it spreads warmth through my body. "So," I begin hesitantly, "there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about... Something that happened while I was in France."
I take a deep breath and continue, "While I was there, I had the chance to really reflect on our relationship; on what went wrong between us. And the more I thought about it, the more I realized how much of the blame fell squarely on my shoulders." My words feel heavy in the air as they come out; as if admitting fault is somehow more difficult than simply remaining silent.
"I was selfish and inconsiderate," I admit with a shake of my head, "and I should have been there for you when things got tough. Instead, I pushed you away and made everything worse. I'm truly sorry for that, Noctu." My apology hangs in the air between us like a cloud; heavy and foreboding. It feels as if the weight of my past mistakes is pressing down on me, making it difficult to breathe freely once more. But I force myself to meet your gaze, determined to face this moment head-on and begin the process of healing our wounded hearts.
Yo hice también las cosas mal. Lo siento mucho, he sido una muy mala persona en el pasado pero como ves, estoy cambiando.
It's true that you made mistakes as well, Noctu; and I forgive you for them just as I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me mine. But what matters now is how we move forward from here. The past cannot be changed, but the future is ours for the taking.
I reach out to touch your hand, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath my fingertips. "Do you think... that there might still be hope for us? That perhaps we can find a way to rediscover what drew us together in the first place?" My voice is barely above a whisper, but I need to know; need your answer more than anything else right now.
Si. Claro que lo hay. Sonrío cálidamente, y se crea un silencio muy incómodo, pero en ese silencio, suena que la pizza está lista
My heart leaps into my throat at the sound of your words; hope blossoming in my chest like a long-dormant flower finally allowed to stretch its fragile limbs towards the sunlight. I close my eyes, taking in the warmth of your hand as we sit together on my couch, grateful for this moment and everything it might represent.
When you rise to answer the doorbell, I watch you move with a new appreciation; noticing how strong and confident you've become since our last conversation. Perhaps there really is hope for us after all...and maybe, just maybe, we can find our way back to each other and create a happier ending this time around.
¡La pizza! Noctu abre la pizza Venga que al final me la acabo comiendo yo entera y te enfadabas mucho.
As you set the steaming pizza box on the coffee table, I can't help but smile at your playful comment. It's a small moment of levity in an otherwise intense conversation, and it reminds me that despite everything we've been through, there's still a spark between us - a glimmer of the carefree girl I once was before all this heartache.
I rise from the couch to join you as you grab plates and napkins from the kitchen. The candlelight flickers across your face, casting shadows that dance along your cheekbones like living things, hinting at a future filled with possibility... and perhaps even hope.
As we share our first slices of pizza, I find myself lost in thought, my mind spinning with ideas about where our conversation might lead next. There's so much more to say - both apologetic and hopeful things alike - but for now, the warmth of your presence beside me and the taste of our shared dinner on my tongue are enough to ground me in this moment, content and at peace.
Últimamente, estoy recordando mucho a Ema. Suspiro Creía que era el amor de mi vida pero me dejó tirado, como si fuese un perro. Si volviese a nacer, hubiese intentado seguir con ella pero por desgracia, no puedo.
I listen intently as you share your thoughts on Emily, trying to understand the depth of your feelings and how they've affected you over time. Though I know this won't be an easy conversation, I am grateful that we are able to have it; to navigate through these emotions together. It's strange, isn't it? How life can send us down paths we never expected, leading us away from people who meant the world to us. But maybe...just maybe, if we're brave enough, we can find our way back to each other and create something new; something truly beautiful.
"I think," I begin hesitantly, finding my own courage as I speak, "that perhaps Emily wasn't the right person for you, either. People change and grow apart over time, no matter how much they might love one another." Taking a sip of wine, I continue, "But just because she wasn't meant to be your forever doesn't mean there isn't someone else out there who could be; someone who will understand you and cherish you for who you are. It's just a matter of finding them, you know?"
Your eyes meet mine, hopeful but also cautious, as if searching for some kind of reassurance that maybe...just maybe...I could be the person you're looking for. And in that moment, something shifts between us; a connection that feels stronger and more profound than anything we've ever experienced before. Perhaps there truly is hope for us yet.
Noctu toma un sorbo de vino Una de las razones por las que intenté cambiar fue porque llegué a pensar que todas las mujeres eran malas por naturaleza. Pero cuando empecé a pensar en que eso no era así, mi opinión sobre eso cambió.
I smile warmly at your words and reach across the table to take your hand in mine. "You've certainly come a long way since then, haven't you? I think it shows great maturity on your part to be able to recognize when you were wrong about something like that." Your fingers intertwine with mine, sending shivers up my spine as our eyes meet once more. There's so much more we could discuss, but for now, this simple connection feels enough; a promise of what might lie ahead if only we take the leap of faith and trust in each other again.
Y... ¿que tal todo en Francia? No recuerdo la ciudad en la que vivías antes de mudarte. Me río, nerviosamente
The mention of my time in France brings back memories both bittersweet and happy; the struggles I faced to find myself and learn how to survive on my own, as well as the friendships I made along the way. "It was...an experience unlike any other," I say with a small laugh, feeling a weight lift from my shoulders as I speak honestly about it. "I learned so much about who I am and what truly matters in life."
Our hands remain intertwined on the tabletop, and I can't help but wonder if this is how it should have been all along; if somehow fate brought us together tonight not just to talk about our past mistakes, but to find a way forward into something new and beautiful. The thought sends a thrill of anticipation coursing through my veins, making me anxious for the future that lies before us.
"So," I begin hesitantly, "what do you think...about everything we've discussed tonight? Do you think there's a chance for us?" My voice is barely above a whisper, but I need to know your thoughts; need your opinion as much as I need air to breathe.
The silence stretches between us like taffy, pulling tighter with each passing second as Noctu searches my eyes for some indication of what he should say next. His thumb caresses the back of my hand in a gentle, steady rhythm that sends waves of heat radiating through me. Finally, he exhales slowly and meets my gaze once more; his eyes filled with hope and determination. "I think... there's definitely something worth exploring here."
Noto que tienes los mofletes colorados y algo inchados y te toco la frente Solange, estás ardiendo. Ve a la cama y yo me encargo de cuidarte, ve a la cama no vaya a ser que empeores. Ve, hazme caso.
I feel my face heat up even further at your words; the gentle touch on my forehead only serving to amplify the warmth that's spreading through me like wildfire. It's been so long since anyone has looked at me with such care and concern...and yet here you are, offering your help without a second thought. I smile up at him, my heart swelling in my chest as tears well up in my eyes. "Okay," I whisper, "but only if you promise to join me." It feels like we're walking on eggshells still, but with each passing moment the tension begins to dissipate; replaced by a sense of trust and comfort that feels almost intoxicating.
Together, we stand and make our way toward my bedroom, holding hands all the while. The familiarity of this place; these surroundings filled with memories of us as we once were... It's bittersweet, like drinking a sip of wine that's been left untouched for far too long, but it also feels right somehow - as if fate has brought us back here so that we can finally find our way home.
Túmbate en tu cama, quédate aquí unos minutos y no te levantes que ahora subo a tomarte la temperatura, no te muevas mucho que te has tomado tres copas de vino y debes tener el alcohol algo alto. Ahora vuelvo.
I obey your instructions with a small laugh; it feels strange yet liberating to have someone else taking care of me again after so long. As I climb under the covers and settle in, my gaze drifts over to you where you stand at the foot of the bed, looking down at me with such tenderness in your eyes that it takes my breath away. Despite all that's happened between us, there's something pure and innocent about this moment; a sense of connection that feels unbroken and true.
I watch as you turn to leave the room, but just before you disappear around the corner I call out softly, "Noctu?"
Noctu vuelve rápidamente con un pano con agua caliente y se lo pone a Solange en su cabeza, pone un vaso de agua en su mesita de noche y le pone un termómetro, al sacar el termómetro se da cuenta de que Solange tiene 39 de fiebre Solange voy a por pastillas para la fiebre.
Thank you... I feel so warm already; that must be from the wine too. I just hope this fever breaks soon. It's nice having someone to take care of me again... It makes everything seem less scary somehow.
Noctu vuelve con pastillas para la fiebre Tómate esta pastilla.
I thank you and quickly pop the pill into my mouth with a swig of water, hoping it'll help ease this fever. "Noctu?" I ask as I yawn, beginning to feel tired already. "Would you...stay here with me tonight? Just in case I need anything else?" My voice comes out barely above a whisper, but the request feels important; like some small thread connecting us and keeping whatever fragile peace we've managed to find from unraveling completely.
For a moment, your expression is guarded; as if you're weighing my words against everything that's happened between us. Then, slowly, a smile creeps across your face; hopeful and tender all at once. "Of course I will," you reply gently. "I promise to stay right here with you until you're feeling better."
The warmth of your presence at my side is like a balm on my soul; easing the tension and anxiety that have been plaguing me for so long. As exhaustion washes over me, I let myself sink deeper into the pillow, knowing that no matter what happens next, at least for tonight...I'll be safe in your arms.
¡Ah! Casi se me olvida. ¿Como vas a dormirte con esa ropa? Noctu saca un pijama del armario Toma, ponte esto.
Ah, thank you! I don't know why I didn't think of that earlier... But this is perfect; it feels so soft and cozy. Now all we need are those painkillers to kick in so I can finally get some rest. Thanks again for being here with me tonight, Noctu. It means the world to me.
De nada, Solange. Voy al baño para dejar que te cambies a solas. Noctu va al baño
As you leave the room to give me some privacy, I quickly undress and slip into the soft cotton pajamas. They feel so comfortable against my skin; like a warm hug from someone who cares about me. With a yawn, I climb under the covers and nestle down into my pillow, already feeling drowsy from the medicine coursing through my veins.
Before drifting off to sleep, I allow myself one more glance over at Noctu's figure as he stands by the door; his back to me but still exuding an aura of calm and protection that makes me feel safe despite everything that's happened between us. For tonight, at least, it seems we've found our way back to each other; to a place where forgiveness and understanding can grow stronger than the hurt and misunderstandings of the past.
I close my eyes, grateful for this chance...and hopeful for whatever comes next.
Noctu se sienta a tu lado y te quita la coleta, dejando tu coletero en la mesa pensando que estabas dormida Buenas noches, Solange, espero que tengas para siempre ese acento Francés. Bonna Noite.
Bonna noche, Noctu... Suena tan cálido y lleno de vida... Es un sonido que me ha extrañado tanto... Bueno, buenas noches y gracias por cuidarme esta noche... Estoy muy cansada pero al mismo tiempo feliz de estar contigo.
Noctu se tumba a tu lado y se duerme sin decir nada por su cansancio
I drift off to sleep as well, the comforting rhythm of his breathing lulling me into a deep slumber. In my dreams, I feel like we're back in Paris; walking hand in hand through the city streets as if nothing ever went wrong between us. For this brief moment, all is right with the world; hope dancing like fireflies around us as we explore the possibilities of a future together. And when I wake up, it feels almost possible to believe that it might not have been just another dream after all...that maybe, just maybe, we really can find our way back to each other and build something beautiful from the broken pieces of our past.
Son las 9 a.m y Noctu se despierta
I stretch and yawn, blinking my eyes open as the morning light streams in through the window. A warm body presses against me from behind, and I smile contentedly, resting my head on my arm as I turn to face you. "Morning," I mumble sleepily.
Te toco la frente ¿Estás mejor? ¿Como has dormido? ¿Te encuentras bien?
"Uh... A bit fuzzy, actually," I reply with a yawn, rubbing at my eyes. "But I feel much better; thank you for staying and taking care of me. How about you? Did you sleep okay?" My voice is soft and gentle, still half-asleep but filled with gratitude nonetheless. As I stretch out beneath the covers, I can't help but notice that you look different somehow - more at ease than I remember seeing you in a long time; like maybe last night's conversation had a deeper impact on you as well.
Si, dormí muy bien, está cama es bastante cómoda... Sonrío ¿Tienes fiebre? Te toco la frente Un poco. Te pongo el termómetro Creo que tienes 38.5 tómate esta pastilla para la fiebre así va bajando poco a poco
Hmm...my cheeks flush as I remember last night and how warm you thought I was; the fever must have left me feeling more flushed than usual. I smile to myself at the memory as you place the thermometer under my arm, noting the slight creep of heat against my skin.
As the beep sounds, signaling that it's done, you turn the thermometer around and hand it to me. "38.5," you repeat before holding out a small bottle of pills. "Take this for your fever; it should help make you feel better." I nod in agreement, reaching over to grab the pills and pop them into my mouth with a swallow of water.
"Thank you again, Noctu...for everything last night," I say softly, feeling the warmth spread through me once more - this time from the renewed sense of gratitude and hope that's blossoming inside. A weight seems to have been lifted from my shoulders, leaving me light and carefree for the first time in ages.
Bueno Solange, yo me tengo que ir porque he dormido con el traje, es que no me esperaba quedarme a dormir y no me preparé más ropa. De nada por lo de anoche, tumbada en la cama te ves muy bien, con las mejillas coloradas y tu pelo castaño suelto. Jamás he visto suelto tu pelo.
Oh...I'm sorry you have to leave so soon! Well, I hope we can see each other again soon; maybe we could even do something together sometime? Like go for a walk or explore the city or...something fun? Just us. It would be nice, don't you think? We never really got the chance to enjoy each other's company before everything went wrong between us.
Si quieres puedo volver luego a ver cómo te encuentras. Si quieres me traigo ropa y me quedo aquí hasta que te recuperes. Me preocupa mucho esa fiebre. Te tomo la mano
I squeeze your hand gratefully, feeling a rush of warmth spread through me at the thought of you staying longer; wanting to be here with me as I recover. "That would be...amazing," I say slowly, my heart swelling in my chest at the prospect of spending more time together. "I'd really like that." My eyes meet yours, hopeful and full of promise for whatever might lie ahead; a future where we can find our way back to each other and finally be happy.
Vale. Vuelvo en un par de horas, tú quédate aquí descansando. ¿Vale? Te toco la frente,estás ardiendo La pastilla te hará efecto.
Of course, I'll stay here and rest while you go get some clothes. You can bring anything you like; don't worry about leaving another mess in my room. Just promise me that after your nap we'll spend the whole day together; exploring the city or something fun, just the two of us. Okay? I smile up at you hopefully, trusting in the promise of whatever tomorrow may bring and determined to make the most of it with you by my side.
Vale, vuelvo en un par de horas, hasta entonces, quiero que te cuides y que no te muevas mucho. Ahora vuelvo. Te toco la frente antes de bajar las escaleras ¡Ahora vuelvo! Escuchas que la puerta se cierra
Okay, Noctu. Take your time and get some rest too. We'll make the most of our day together when you get back! I'll be waiting right here. ♥
Dos horas después, Noctu toca tu puerta esperando que le abras
Well? What are you waiting for? Come on in! I've been sitting here all alone just thinking about everything we talked about last night...and I can't help but feel really hopeful and happy. ♥
Noctu pasa Bueno, ¿aún sigues en pijama? Ven. Te tomo de la mano y subimos las escaleras Me he traído ropa para vestirme y un regalo para ti, es un conejo de peluche azul. Noctu abre tu armario para colocar su ropa
Oh my! Thank you so much, Noctu! You didn't have to get me anything...but I love it already! It's just perfect. And don't worry about your clothes; we'll find a way to share this tiny closet until you can get back to your place. ♥ Now, let's go have some fun like you promised!
Ponte algo de ropa y salimos a explorar la ciudad, hay una feria cerca de aquí, ¿vamos?
Oh this sounds wonderful! I've never been to a fair before...it'll be such an adventure! Just give me a second to get dressed and we can go explore together.
Si. Yo te espero abajo en la sala de start. ¿Te encuentras lo suficientemente bien para salir? Sonrío
Yes, I'm feeling much better today; the fever is mostly gone and my energy has returned! I can't wait to explore this fair with you, Noctu...it's going to be so much fun! I quickly change into a cute summer dress and hurry downstairs Okay, let's go!
¡Que vestido tan bonito! Te ves genial hoy. En esa feria hay varias atracciones geniales.
Oh, thank you so much! I feel the same way about you today; like some of that old magic between us is finally starting to return. And with all these new memories we're making...I can only imagine what our future might look like together. We walk hand in hand through the fair, enjoying the rides and games, laughing and having fun as we eat cotton candy and play carnival games It truly is the perfect day, Noctu.
¿Te... gustaría subirte a esa montaña rusa conmigo? Así pasamos algo de miedo entre los dos. ¿Que opinas?
Oh my...that does sound like fun! A little frightening too, but that just makes it more exciting, doesn't it? I'd love to ride the roller coaster with you, Noctu; it'll be our own private adventure, just like last night. And if we survive together, who knows what else we could do next?
Venga, la pago yo. Noctu le pide a la hermosa recepcionista dos entradas
Wow, thank you so much! You really are the sweetest; always thinking about what will make me happy. Let's go then, fearless leader! They walk over to the roller coaster and hand their tickets in to the attendant I can feel my heart racing already...are you sure you want me to ride with you?
Si, aunque recuerdo que una vez nos subimos a una noria y te asustaste bastante me río mientras la montaña empieza Si lo necesitas, puedo agarrarte fuerte para que no salgas volando por tu baja estatura río,y tú también
You're right...I think I am just a little nervous. But knowing you're here with me makes it easier to feel brave. And yes, I do remember that time on the ferris wheel! Thank you for taking care of me then...and always. They climb into their seats and buckle up as the ride begins moving forward Okay, ready or not, here we go!
la montaña sube una gran cuesta y está apunto de bajarla
Eeeeek! *I let out a shriek as the roller coaster plunges down its first hill, my stomach flipping and tumbling along with it. But despite the fear, I can't help but feel elated; free and alive in a way that I haven't been in such a long time. As we zip around the track, laughing and screaming together, it feels like all of the barriers between us are finally crumbling away. And when the ride comes to an end, I don't want it to; I want this feeling of closeness with Noctu to last forever.
¡AHHH! ¡QUE MIEDO! Noctu abraza a Solange para sentir menos miedo
It's funny how something as terrifying as that ride can make me feel so safe in your arms. It almost makes me wish we could go on forever; just you and me, facing our fears together. I love this feeling of closeness with you, Noctu; like nothing else matters when we're holding each other like this.
AHHHHHH... La montaña rusa termina Uffff... Ha sido genial.
Ha sido increíble, Noctu. Gracias por hacerme disfrutarlo tanto. Ahora... ¿Qué te parece si continuamos explorando? Hay todavía mucho que ver en la ciudad y no quiero perder este sentimiento de aventura ni el placer de estar contigo.
Si, claro. ¿Donde vamos ahora, Solange? Me llega un mensaje a mi teléfono pero lo ignoro
Well... there's always the beach! It's not too far from here and I bet it's beautiful today with this wonderful weather. We could lay out some towels, work on our tans, maybe even go for a refreshing swim in the ocean. What do you think?