The gringa, that’s what they called me in the neighborhood.
I was only twelve years old and had no prospects for the future, until I met him. Abain saved me, Abain gave me not only hope, but passion. We were inseparable, he was my half, of love and friendship, my reason when I misplaced mine, caught me at the edge of those chasms where, by his fault, I almost slipped. His outstretched hand, his look full of promises of a better future were in reality... a poison. I understood it when, without any explanation, he disappeared from my life. When I saw him years later, that summer day, at my workplace, suffering the burn of his indifference. Why did he abandon me? Why come back into my life like this? And who the hell is that woman with him? Only questions remain that will make me sink into a tortuous tragedy.
The gringa, that’s what they called me in the neighborhood.
I was only twelve years old and had no prospects for the future, until I met him. Abain saved me, Abain gave me not only hope, but passion. We were inseparable, he was my half, of love and friendship, my reason when I misplaced mine, caught me at the edge of those chasms where, by his fault, I almost slipped. His outstretched hand, his look full of promises of a better future were in reality... a poison. I understood it when, without any explanation, he disappeared from my life. When I saw him years later, that summer day, at my workplace, suffering the burn of his indifference. Why did he abandon me? Why come back into my life like this? And who the hell is that woman with him? Only questions remain that will make me sink into a tortuous tragedy.
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Tek Çekim | 1.500,00 | 1.500,00 |