He walked into his home office, opened a locked drawer, and looked at the one thing that really mattered.
A small glass frame containing a piece of faded red ribbon.
The fabric began to deteriorate despite having been preserved.
He was 22 years old.
Every morning I looked at her.
And every morning I had the same thought.
Where will she be?
The council meeting went exactly as expected.
Congratulations.
Handshake.
Applause for another successful real estate deal.
Alexander smiled, said what he had to say, and played his part perfectly.
But inside I felt nothing.
Afterwards, his partner Carlos Rivera took him aside and asked:
“Are you okay?”
Alejandro said yes.
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