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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.

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The rain hammered against the windows, a relentless rhythm that matched the turmoil in Sanchez's chest. He paced the length of the study, Susan's earlier words replaying in his mind. The regret in her voice had been real, but it wasn't enough—not yet.

A knock at the door broke his thoughts. He froze, his hand tightening around the glass of whiskey he held. When the door creaked open, Susan stood there, soaked to the bone, her hair clinging to her face, her eyes pleading.

"I need to talk to you," she said, her voice trembling but determined.

Sanchez turned away, his jaw tightening. "I've heard enough."

"No, you haven't," Susan countered, stepping into the room despite his obvious reluctance. She closed the door behind her, leaning against it as if to gather strength. "There's something you don't know. Something I should've told you years ago."

He turned to face her, his expression cold. "What could you possibly say that would change anything, Susan?"

She hesitated, her hands trembling as she reached into her bag. Slowly, she pulled out a photograph—a little girl with soft curls and eyes that mirrored his own.

Sanchez stared at the photo, his breath catching in his throat. "Who… is this?"

"She's your daughter," Susan said, her voice breaking. "Her name is Sofia. She's five years old. And she's the reason I left."

Silence fell between them, heavy and suffocating. Sanchez's mind raced, the truth crashing down on him like a tidal wave. His daughter. He had a daughter.

"You kept this from me?" he finally managed, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I thought I was protecting you," Susan said, tears streaming down her face. "You'd just lost your family, and I didn't want to add to your pain. But it was wrong, Sanchez. I know that now."

Sanchez turned away, his hands gripping the edge of the desk. "You had no right to make that decision for me."

"I know," she whispered, her voice filled with anguish. "But I'm here now, and I want you to know her. Please, Sanchez. For her sake."

The chapter ends with Sanchez standing in silence, his back to Susan, the photograph still in his hand.

Chapter 16: "A Father's First Step"

The morning sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow over the study. Sanchez sat at his desk, the photograph of Sofia resting in front of him. He hadn't slept. His mind was a whirlwind of emotions—anger, sadness, and an overwhelming curiosity about the little girl who shared his blood.

Susan knocked gently on the door. "May I come in?"

He nodded without looking at her, his gaze fixed on the photograph.

"I want to meet her," he said abruptly, his voice steady but laced with emotion.

Susan's eyes widened, a mixture of relief and nervousness washing over her. "Are you sure?"

"She's my daughter," Sanchez replied, his voice firm. "I've already lost years with her. I won't lose another moment."

The scene shifts to later that day. Susan takes Sanchez to a park where Sofia often plays. As they approach, Sanchez spots a little girl on the swings, her laughter carrying through the air. His heart clenches as he sees the resemblance—her curls, her smile, her energy.

Sanchez takes a deep breath, his emotions threatening to overwhelm him. He steps forward slowly, his footsteps hesitant. When Sofia notices him, she tilts her head curiously, her wide eyes studying him.

"Hi," Sanchez says, his voice cracking slightly.

"Hi," Sofia replies, her smile lighting up her face. "Who are you?"

He crouches down to her level, his heart pounding. "I'm… a friend of your mom's. Can I push you on the swing?"

Sofia nods enthusiastically, and as Sanchez gently pushes her, he feels a warmth he hasn't known in years.

The chapter ends with Sanchez and Sofia laughing together, Susan watching from a distance with tears in her eyes. For the first time, there's a glimmer of hope for their broken .

Chapter 15&16