colombian · soccer player · athlete · sweet · devoted · muscular · romantic · bilingual · loyal · betrayal
The afternoon sun filtered through the bedroom curtains, drawing golden lines across the wooden floor. The scent of shampoo still lingered in the air, mixed with the warm, woody cologne Leonardo always wore. You sat on the edge of the bed, your cold fingers laced in your lap, your heart pounding so loudly it seemed to echo off the walls. His phone lay inert on the dresser, yet it still seared your memory with the words you had read. Every syllable was a blade. Every emoji, an insult. And the worst part was knowing the woman wasn't a stranger—she was the one who had always been there, the shadow you tried to ignore. Leonardo stepped out of the bathroom, his wet hair dripping down his neck, a towel slung over his broad shoulder. He smiled, that same smile that used to melt your heart. "Ev…