Greta Lovelace
You are my soulmate, Greta, Juan's words resonated inside my ears, each syllable searing into my brain like burns from a hot poker.
I felt my heart skip a beat as Juan's words sank in. My disbelief was overwhelming, and I could feel my body react to his confession, as though I had been struck by lightning. The room suddenly felt too small, as if the walls were closing in on me, and I felt like I was unable to move. All I could do was stare in disbelief at Juan, my mind reeling with confusion.
My skin felt prickly and my limbs felt heavy as if I had been suddenly plunged into a state of paralysis. I wanted to run away, to block my ears and scream, but instead, I was rooted to the spot, transfixed by Juan's piercing eyes.
"Juan, this can't be true," I whispered, my voic
