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"MISA DE GALLO 1"

Author: Jessica Adams
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-11 17:13:18

Isla had always been the type to plan ahead, but the early morning meeting with Vincent caught her off guard. They had agreed to meet at 3 AM, so she had woken up well before dawn, eager to start her day with a warm cup of coffee. The cold morning air greeted her as she made her way to the kitchen, hoping to settle her nerves before the meeting. As she poured the coffee into her cup, she couldn’t help but smile at the thought of spending time with Vincent again. It had become a quiet routine for them—these early mornings where they could connect before the world fully awoke.

As she stirred the coffee, Isla was startled when Vincent entered the kitchen, already dressed and looking effortlessly handsome. It was clear that he had been up for some time, probably as early as her, yet he seemed more composed, more at ease. His eyes twinkled as he looked at her, and she couldn’t help but notice the faint traces of coffee still lingering on his lips.

"Too bad I missed the chance today," Vinc
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