sion surrounding their convenience marriage. As they struggled to balance family
even though he was still in love with Isabela. It was a whirlwind of confusing emotions that perme
lara felt suffocated by the pressure from her family and the confinement of the contrac
eir own pains and fears. The respect that used to be the driving force of
ized that it was necessary to take a step back and look at the bigger picture. Their fights were ju
est and vulnerable conversation. They sat face to face, looking into each other
ch other but the circumstances surrounding them. The contract, family expecta
took into account their feelings as well as their commitments to their families. They sought to rec
o be made, and challenges would be faced. However, they were willing to fight together, to face
allenges that arose in their path. They knew that true love was something precious, something wort
.
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g thoughts. Seeing Clara in the arms of another man, even if it was part of the agreement we made, d
d imagined. It was as if a burning flame ignited within me every time I thought about it. I felt torn between t
rbored feelings for Isabela, the fact that Clara had sparked my jealousy was a clear sign that
uation, and I needed to deal with my own feelings before confronting her. I felt guilty for feel
and honest conversation about what I was feeling. I knew it could cause discomfort and tension, but it w
difficult to admit that I was jealous because I felt vulnerable and exposed. Howev
and empathy, acknowledging the internal struggle I was facing. She also shared her own doubts and fe
risen with Clara's confession. I didn't know how to deal with this new dynamic, how to reconcile
ad discovered. But the voice of reason echoed in my mind, reminding me of the devastating consequences this path
e were both prisoners of our own desires, fighting against the currents of conflicting emo
rt racing. An uncomfortable silence hung between us, laden with all that was left unsaid. There were no wo
return to our façade marriage, to set aside this dangerous detour we had take
tance of our façade, about family expectations and the responsibilities we carried. It was a
o protect our superficial union. But I knew that the flame of passion was still burning with
distance we needed to maintain. The conflict within me was overwhelming, but I was dete
ct what we had built. We needed to face the challenges that arose, overcome tempt
sea of emotions, hoping that destiny would guide us to a place where we could find peace