A Brushstroke Away

He painted his feelings in secret, each vibrant hue a testament to the man who barely saw him. For Ari, Miguel Montemayor wasn’t just a celebrity; he was an unspoken obsession, a silent symphony played only in the depths of his heart. Their connection? Fleeting encounters in the shadows, a casual touch that meant everything to one and nothing to the other.



But silence can’t last forever.