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In a world divided by distance, culture, and ambition, two souls find themselves drawn together by an invisible thread of destiny.

Hedro Galván, the privileged heir to Organic Chemist Company in Madrid, Spain, is a man groomed for greatness. Surrounded by luxury and responsibility, he struggles to find meaning in a life dominated by corporate expectations. Aliana Reid, a dedicated dietician at Hopkins Hospital in New York City, thrives in her fast-paced world of patient care and self-made success. Despite their differences, both long for something that feels real in lives shaped by pressure and routine.

When a chance encounter brings their two worlds together, Hedro and Aliana must navigate the complexities of their vastly different lives. From the charming streets of Madrid to the sleepless nights of New York, their journey is one of self-discovery, sacrifice, and love.

As cultural divides and personal insecurities threaten to pull them apart, they must decide: will they risk everything for a love that defies logic and distance? Or will the weight of their worlds prove too heavy to bear?

Strangers to Lovers is a heartwarming tale of unexpected connections, the beauty of diversity, and the power of love to bridge even the widest gaps.

Strangers  to lovers

The mansion was eerily silent, the soft hum of the evening punctuated only by the clinking of silverware and the distant murmur of servants' footsteps. Sanchez sat at the head of the grand dining table, his jaw clenched tightly. Across from him, Susan was lost in her thoughts, her gaze fixed on the flickering candle in the center.

Neither spoke, the weight of years separating them too heavy to ignore.

Sanchez broke the silence first, his voice cold and measured. "You shouldn't be here." His words hung in the air like a heavy fog, suffocating any attempt at reconciliation.

Susan's lips parted, a fragile breath escaping her as she fought to find the right words. "I came to—" she began, but Sanchez cut her off with a sharp gesture.

"No, Susan," he interrupted. "You left me once. What could you possibly say now?"

Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, her voice barely above a whisper. "I left because I thought it was best… for you. But it wasn't easy. Every day, I've regretted it."

He leaned back, his expression unreadable. "Regret doesn't erase the past."

The meal continued in silence, neither willing to bridge the gap. Eventually, Susan excused herself, her heart heavy with the weight of his rejection. Sanchez sat alone at the table, his thoughts a whirlwind of anger, longing, and sorrow.

Chapter 14: "A Letter from the Past"

The study was dimly lit, the flickering flame of a single candle casting long shadows against the walls. Sanchez sat at his desk, the letter Susan had written years ago clutched tightly in his hand. It was worn, the edges frayed from time and the emotions it carried.

He unfolded the paper slowly, his breath hitching as he read her words again—words she never had the courage to send.

"Sanchez, if you're reading this, it means I've done something I should have done long ago. I'm sorry. I left you because I was afraid—afraid of hurting you further, afraid of the life we could never have. But know this, my love for you never wavered, even when I was far away."

Each line seemed to cut deeper than the last. His grip on the letter tightened, his vision blurring with tears. How easily she had walked away, carrying their child, leaving behind a hollow existence.

After what felt like an eternity, Sanchez set the letter down on the desk, his breath uneven and ragged. He stared at it for a long time, emotions swirling in his chest—anger, sorrow, confusion.

The storm outside raged on, the rain tapping against the windows like a steady reminder of the distance between them. He ran a hand through his hair, the letter crumpled in his fist.

"This changes everything," he whispered to himself, his voice barely audible.

Chapter 13:&14 Unspoken Words ; "A Letter from the Past"