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#El Nino
you-need-not-apply · 4 months
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Just in case you aren’t all aware. This isn’t fucking normal. This doesn’t happen. This is climate change causing extreme weather events to happen more frequently and with more power.
Be aware and stay safe. Do what you can to help!
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sherrylephotography · 7 months
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My photography @sherrylephotography
September 2023
It won't be long
Before all the flowers are gone
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aceoffangirls · 6 months
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YAYYYY (she said sarcastically)
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souriadraws · 1 year
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ponku-po · 1 month
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Busy Worker's Handbook to the Apocalypse - Sam Hall
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arhitectul · 4 months
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o parte din mine nu crede-n durere.
El Nino feat. JO - PENTRU LINISTE 
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reasonsforhope · 1 year
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“As remote as they were beautiful, the coral reefs around the 5 volcano tips making up the Southern Line Islands dazzled National Geographic explorers in 2009 during a visit.
Remarking that they re-painted the image of what a pristine coral reef looks like—bursting with color and life—the team of the Pristine Seas Expedition had been crushed when a record-warming even in 2015 called El Niño caused mass coral die offs.
Then a return in 2021 revealed a remarkable scene—bright healthy corals teeming with life as far down as 100 feet off the island slopes. After record numbers of coral deaths, a team member estimated their populations averaged around 43 million to 53 million coral colonies per square mile.
The Southern Line Islands belong to the Pacific island nation of Kiribati, and Enric Sala, a marine biologist and member of Pristine Seas, detailed that it took longer to reach them by plane and boat than it took the astronauts of the Apollo missions to land on the Moon...
“The reef was covered by light-blue corals that looked like giant roses—a garden of Montipora aequituberculata stretching as far as I could see,” says Sala.
Since the Southern Line Islands are so remote, no one was keeping an eye on how the corals were able to regrow so significantly, but Sala has an idea. Since most of the montipora were the same size, it’s possible that one or two massive coral spawning events, where they reproduce and launch their eggs out into the sea before the larvae rain back down on the reef, are enough to repopulate large areas of dead corals.
Its resilience earned it the moniker of a “super reef” among the crew...
Kiribati’s government has ensured that these seas, which have never seen large-scale commercial fishing, will never see it, and now make up the Southern Line Islands Marine Protected Area (SLIMPA).” -Good News Network, 12/7/22
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thifiell · 7 months
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taylorhawkins · 1 year
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hawkins being an absolute lunatic (and cracking dave and himself up) for 2 min and 45 seconds enjoy
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villanellecter · 5 months
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THIRTY FUCKIN' SEVEN DEGREES CELSIUS IN SÃO PAULO RIGHT NOW WHAT. THE. FUCK.
IT'S NOT EVEN SUMMER!!!
it's so over.
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kp777 · 11 months
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Ocean temperatures are off the charts right now, and scientists are alarmed - CNN
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nonesuchrecords · 1 month
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The Metropolitan Opera announced its 2024–25 season, including the Met premiere of composer John Adams's latest opera, Antony and Cleopatra, on May 12, 2025. The adaptation of Shakespeare's drama stars soprano Julia Bullock, following her company debut in Adams's El Niño this April, as Cleopatra, opposite bass-baritone Gerald Finley's Antony. Adams himself conducts a new staging by director Elkhanah Pulitzer. Read more here.
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findingnemosworld · 7 months
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𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐧 - 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬
・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐦𝐞 ( 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢'𝐦 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧 )
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐨 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 ( 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 )
𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐝, 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐟 𝐮𝐩.
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𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟕
The pub was semi crowded with several people coming in to unwind after a long stressful day, amongst those people were twenty two year old Ainsley Kingston and twenty three year old Clara Santori, the two culinary arts students who had decided to step out in order to celebrate their most recent success as well celebrate Clara finally leaving her boyfriend of two years, Jadon Collins.
Ainsley was able to find an empty space, ordering two pints. " I'm so glad you woke up and left that bonehead! " she states.
Clara giggles, " Freedom does taste good! "
To say it has been difficult would be an understatement - she'd met and quickly fell in love with Jadon, an indie musician completely by chance - much to the dismay of Ainsley who advised her to let him go as the blonde was aware that he in fact, wasn't as good as he made himself out to be.
" Now, you can focus on achieving higher grades and think of the future you'll have as a top chef! " Ainsley said before giggling " Our restaurants or bakeries might end up competing, but all in good fun "
The pints were placed in front of them and Clara sighed, " I am not going to let any man distract me, no matter how talented and handsome he might be "
Ainsley lifts the pint up, " To new beginnings, better grades and most of all, no men "
Clara beams, gently clinking her glass with hers. " Cheers! "
They spend the rest of their time chatting over future holiday plans when Ainsley suddenly stopped talking, her eyes widening as though she'd seen a ghost, " Oh my lord! "
Clara frowns, " What? "
" Four Liverpool football players just walked in " Ainsley whispers.
Clara raised a brow, " I didn't know you liked football! " she exclaims.
Ainsley rolled her eyes, " My father does, I only watch it cause the players are cute " she laughs, " but seriously, look " she discreetly gestures to the booth.
Clara subtly turns around to check, the smile on her face falls and her eyes widen. " Fuck! " she blurts out.
" I know right, they're all hot! " Ainsley murmurs.
" No " Clara shakes her head before adding," Fuck as in one of them is my former high school boyfriend who dumped me for his football career "
Ainsley raised a brow, " Wait which one? "
Clara takes a big gulp of her drink before muttering, " The one with the blonde hair, who has a hair tie? he's sitting next to the ginger haired player "
Ainsley takes another look, " Wait ... is that? "
" Fernando Torres, yes? last time I checked, he was playing for Atlético Madrid " Clara groans. " I had no idea he's playing for Liverpool now "
" You should go talk to him " Ainsley shrugs before taking a gulp of her drink.
" And what do you expect me to say? 'Oh hi! remember me, the teenage girl that you said would hold you back' " Clara mimicked a cheerful tone before rolling her eyes, " There is no way I'm going there so let's finish our drinks and leave "
Ainsley shakes her head, " Whatever you say? "
She finished the last bit of her drink right after Ainsley and as they tried to slip out undetected, she stops upon hearing the all too familiar voice calling out her name. " Lara! "
Clara winces, silently cursing herself as Ainsley struggled to hide her smile; the brunette turns around to face her former lover from way back when, " Nando! Hola " she said a bit too cheerfully.
" Hola " Fernando smiles, " I thought I was dreaming when I saw you earlier, I mean ... wow, you look "
" Different, yes I am fully aware of that " Clara chuckles, " I can safely say the same to you, I mean last time I heard you were still in Atletico playing "
" Yes, but when the offer from Liverpool came, it was very difficult not to accept it! " Fernando shrugs, before turning to Ainsley. " It's nice to meet you, I'm Fernando "
" So I've heard " Ainsley smiles, " Ainsley " she turns to Clara, " I'll wait in the car ok "
Clara nods swiftly before turning to Fernando, " It was great seeing you but I have to go now " she gestures to the door.
Fernando nods, before he said. " Do you think we can meet over a cup of coffee or breakfast sometime? "
Clara halts in her steps, gnawing on her lip as she debated whether or not she should accept the offer; a few seconds had passed before she relents, nodding as she rummaged through her purse to pull out a piece of paper she had and a pen, she writes down her phone number and hands it to him. " Here, call me whenever you're free "
Fernando smiles, " I will, it was great seeing you Lara "
" You too Nando " Clara smiles back.
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𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐝, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑
The last thing Clara expected was to restart her life after a rather messy divorce, her former husband had been shamelessly having an affair for five years and as much as she tried her best to walk away as quietly as she can - he was more than hellbent on making things far arduous for her to the extent of forcing her to move back to Madrid and start her life once again with her adopted children, seventeen year old Atlas and eleven year old Sara.
Early on in her life, Clara had discovered her inability to have children which prompted her and her former husband to adopt, and while her husband was more than kind to both children, she couldn't fathom why he up and decided to betray her in such a foul manner yet she opts not to dwell on it, choosing to return to her roots and help her mother with the family bakery while both her children chased their dreams, mostly Atlas whom has been a part of the Atletico Youth Academy.
Clara had noticed early on just how passionate the young boy was in regards to football which fondly reminded her of Fernando, and thus, she helped him with try outs and was proud to see him flourish each time he played. Sara, on the other hand was as passionate as Clara was about bakery which thrilled the brunette as she used her passion as means for them to connect further.
On one evening, Atlas returned from training with a proud smile across his face. " I have big news! "
Clara and Sara, who were in the kitchen both smiled. " What? "
" The coaches were so impressed with me that they want me to feature in the next UEFA Youth League fixture against Bayern Munich " Atlas exclaimed.
Clara smiled widely, " I'm so proud of you " she embraced her son.
" You should have seen the looks on their faces Mamá, they said I possessed an advanced skillset that will shine in the match, I'm going to start practice tomorrow " Atlas said.
" Great job hermano " Sara said with a smile.
" Gracias hermanita " Atlas smiles.
" You are exceptional baby, so there's no doubt you'll fly even higher " Clara said, " you know what, with such big news, I say we order food tonight "
Sara cheers, " Yes! let's order from the new Italian place that opened up "
" Yeah, Ferran said they have great pizza! " Atlas nods.
Clara makes an order than asks Atlas, " When's the match going to be? "
" Next Monday, I was honestly hesitant on accepting but Mister Torres said I reminded him of when he used to play " Atlas said.
Clara's eyes widened at the mentioning of the familiar last name, she looks at her son. " Who? "
" Mister Torres, he was recently appointed as the coach to the youth side after he came back from Japan " Atlas said. " It was so cool playing in front of him "
Clara smiles, " I'm proud of you " she strokes Atlas's cheek; ignoring the way her heart fluttered at the thought of him, it had been twelve years since she last spoke to Fernando, their last encounter happening just mere weeks before he made the shocking move to Chelsea.
" Gracias Mamá, I wouldn't have made it without you and Sara supporting me! " Atlas said.
That night, Clara had lied awake in her bed; her mind clamored by the many thoughts interlaced with one another - she didn't keep up much with his career, but had only heard tidbits from her family that knew his family, so the chances of them ever meeting again seemed slim to none up until now, it would only be a matter of time before she saw him again, given his new status as her son's coach.
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𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟕
Finding time between studies as well as football seemed rather arduous for Fernando and Clara yet they were somehow able to make it work; she'd often come and attend his matches whenever she can and he became her personal taster before she was set to deliver her assignment, and while they both agreed that their bond was strictly that of two people reconnecting as friends, the soft undertones would peak every now and then to haunt her, causing her to wonder if there was perhaps a future for the two of them
On one evening, Fernando stopped by to spend time with her before Liverpool's upcoming bout against Manchester United, she'd given him an extra set of keys to facilitate his visits, he walked in and was immediately hit by the scent of freshly baked goods with a hint of spice, following the scent to the kitchen - he is met with a distressed Clara who was surprised by seeing him, " I thought you had practice "
" I finished early! " Fernando exclaims, before asking. " Lara, are you ok? "
Clara heaves out a soft breath, " If you count me baking for the third time because there's something missing in this stupid assignment then no I'm not fine "
Fernando sighs, for as long as he had known Clara, he was well aware of her tendencies to strive for perfection; often times leading her to become distressed and disassociated with reality. " Lara! " he walks over to her, " Why don't we go out? drive around the city? "
" Nando " Clara groans, " I can't ... "
" Yes you can, your assignment is not due until a week from now, and I'm very much craving something sweet so let's go out " Fernando said.
Clara shoots him a glare to which he responded with a chuckle as he leads her to her bedroom, " You'll thank me later, now go and change please "
She relents and changes into a shirt and a pair of jeans before joining him on a drive around the city, they barely spoke as the only sound heard was that of the radio playing music, Fernando stops in front of a small café, he leads Clara to the table near the window and orders two slices of chocolate cake for them, " Look at me! " he said.
Clara looks up, " Hm "
" You're beyond gifted when it comes to food, and I'm not just saying that cause I've known you for so long, it's the truth, it's why you got this far and you'll reach even higher " Fernando said, smiling when he noticed the faint smile adorning her lips. " Besides, when you open up the first restaurant, I'll be there proudly boasting about how I've known the amazing Clara Santori since childhood "
Clara's eyes softened, " You think so? "
" I know so " Fernando takes her hand to squeeze it. " I fully believe in you "
They spend the rest of the time eating their cake slices while she asked him about his upcoming matches, " I'm nervous " he admits with a chuckle. " But I'm trying to remain hopeful, especially since the coach believes in me, Stevie believes me as well as the team "
" And I believe in you, you're glowing whenever you play and that makes me happy " Clara smiles.
Fernando smiles back before saying, " I'm really sorry for the way I hurt you Lara! " he said.
" It's fine Nando, we were just two emotional kids " Clara shrugs, " It took us a while to understand, but at least we can be friends now "
Fernando chews on his lower lip before sayin with a tentative shaky tone, " What if I don't want that? "
" What? " Clara said with a confused expression.
" Lara, spending all this time with you made me realize that I don't think I can see a future without you in it " Fernando said, " I know I'm asking for a lot but, do you think we can ... I don't know " he chuckles nervously. " Start this on a different note, because you mean the world to me "
Clara would lie if she said she hadn't thought of the prospect of starting all over with Fernando, he was always her first love and you never forget your first, and reconnecting with him these past few months had shown her just how much she missed him.
" On one condition " Clara said.
" Anything! " Fernando said.
" If by any chance, this doesn't work, we will be very honest with one another and walk away on a good note " Clara said. " I want to try this again but you have to be patient with me "
" I promise " Fernando squeezes her hand. " I'll wait for you, forever "
They end their evening with a stroll in the park and just as the weather had gotten chilly, Fernando had removed the cardigan he was wearing to place it around her before wrapping his arm around her shoulder to tug her close, and for the first time, in a really long time - she felt seen, loved, and secure.
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𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐝, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑
" Mamá "
Clara blinks, drawn back into reality by the sound of her daughter's voice, she turns around and smiles, " Sí, hija "
" Are you ok? " Sara asks her, " You've been acting strange since Atlas mentioned the name of his coach "
Clara sighed, she was certain that her reactions were not noticeable yet her daughter was very much perceptive in certain moments, " I'm fine hija, don't worry "
" Are you sure? cause the second Atlas mentioned name, it was like you've seen a ghost or something " Sara said.
Clara shakes her head, she did in fact see a ghost; the ghost of the past she had worked hard to bury. " Sara, I'm ok. I was just drained from work and to be fair, surprised by your brother's words, that's all there is "
Sara nods, " Ok, but if you're not feeling well, you can tell me "
Clara smiled, Sara might have been ten yet she had such an old soul. It's one of the reasons why she had felt drawn to her the first time she met her during the adoption proceedings. " I know, but don't you worry ok "
Sara nods, reaching to pull her into an embrace. " I love you Mamá "
" I love you too hija " Clara smiled, pressing a kiss to her head.
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The following morning,
" Fernando is coaching Atlas! " Clara blurts out while she and her mother were organizing the display table, " Did you know? "
Beatrice nods, " Sí, it's all over the news, you didn't know? "
Clara shakes her head, " You know me, I barely check the news! so I was surprised "
Beatrice raised a brow, " surprised or ... something else? "
" Mamá " Clara groans.
" I'm not trying to make you feel guilty but you were the one that refused to speak to him when he tried to reach out " Beatrice said with a shrug.
" I had a very good reason " Clara said, " But it's long gone, and besides it's not like I'm going to run into him, Xavier drives Atlas home from training so that saves me the embarrassment of seeing him again "
Beatrice sighs, " Clara, hija! I think you should talk to him "
" Why? I have nothing to say, the last time we saw each other he outright said that I was holding him back, again " Clara said. " And then no more than a week later, he was seen with someone else so why should I talk to him? for all I know he could be married, and has kids so I'm going to save myself the trouble and pretend he's still off somewhere else "
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" Who taught you how to play like this? " Fernando asks the young boy while he was helping him practice.
" My Tío, he gave me the basics and I spent the rest of the time watching old videos and trying to work my way into understanding the rest, then my mother helped me with driving me to and from several academies until I was accepted here " Atlas responds.
Fernando nods, " What about your father? "
Atlas chuckles, " He left us, me, my mother and my little sister! all because my sister and I are adopted, and in his words - he wanted actual children, my mother on the other hand gave up her dreams of becoming a restaurant owner to help me and my sister get a better life "
Fernando frowns, " Your mother was a restaurant owner? "
" She was going to be " Atlas said. " We lived in Paris for a while and when my father left, she decided that it was best for us to return here to Madrid "
No, it can't be. Fernando thinks, shaking his head before saying, " I'm glad she helped you get here, you've got a bright future Atlas "
" You think so? it's always been my dream to go professional " Atlas smiles.
" And you will, I believe in you " Fernando smiles, recalling how she used to tell him that each time he felt nervous.
" Gracias Mister, I promise I won't let you down " Atlas said.
" I know you won't " Fernando said. " Listen, why don't you invite your Mamá and sister to come and see you play in the match against Sevilla "
" Sure, I'll tell them " Atlas smiles.
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𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟏
" What am I supposed to do? " Fernando asked, feeling both confused and slightly afraid after she had convinced him to help her in the kitchen.
" Grab the piping bag " Clara giggles, before she grabbed the other one full of the icing mix.
" Ok " Fernando nods, grabbing the piping bag. " Now what? "
Clara carefully displayed the way in which he places the piping bag over the cupcake, " You slowly press and it creates a flower, see " she said.
Fernando observes her and smiles before nodding, " Ok, let's see " he tries to mimic her, " Like this? "
Clara places her piping bag and leaned closer, placing her hands over his to guide him through. " Try to go slow but not too slow " she said.
Fernando looks at her then looks back at the cupcake, smiling when it turned out quite well. " It's good "
" You're a quick learner " Clara beams.
Fernando blushed at the remark, " remember when we nearly burnt my house down because we tried to bake cookies "
Clara nods laughing, " I think your Mamá almost killed me "
" No, she loves you a lot! she was very angry when we broke up the first time " Fernando said. " And I don't blame her! "
Clara smiled, " At least we managed to find our way back to one another "
Fernando nods, placing the piping bag down on the counter, he cradled her face in his hands and pressed a long yet soft kiss to her lips, smiling against them when she let out a small moan. " Careful Lara, or else we're going to be distracted " he chuckles.
" Maybe I want to distract you " Clara giggles.
𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫,
Clara had walked into their shared home, a sense of dread washed over her. " Nando! " she received no response in return, which made her frown in confusion - she looks around, finally realizing that the home was semi empty as any remnants and traces of Fernando were gone, the only thing she noticed was a paper placed on top of the kitchen counter, nervously, she grabs the paper and unfolds it to find a handwritten letter.
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Lara,
It was hard for me to write this latter, as I have rewritten this plenty of times but I think it's best if I do this instead of telling you because I wouldn't survive seeing you cry, I'll start this by saying that I love you and that I didn't mean for this to happen but - I can't do this, I can't let myself be held back and in turn hold you back.
Chelsea had offered me a good deal, and I couldn't refuse and knowing that you have so many dreams ahead, I can't possibly live with myself knowing that you might give them all up and move to London with me, so I think it's best if we go our separate ways.
I am grateful for all the love and support you've given me but you deserve someone that'll give you the stability and love you're searching for - and I hope that find that person in the end, I don't know about you, but what I do know is that I'll keep you in my mind forever, I love you so much.
Please, don't try to contact me, it's best if we don't talk.
Love, Nando.
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Clara had taken a moment to compose herself before she rolled up the paper and threw it in the bin, she then grabs her cellphone and dials Ainsley's number. " Hey, ... " she said, " Can I come over? Ok, I'll be on my way "
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𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐝, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑
It's almost as if their hearts had told them, that after such a turbulent period of time; they'd find a way to see one another again, Clara was afraid and so was Fernando - throughout the match, he'd tried his best to be focused yet ever so often, his mind would draw back to the fact that within the crowd of people in attendance to see the match was the only woman he had truly loved, and it didn't truly settle until his side had won and the parents were congratulating their boys that Atlas nearly sprints towards Clara to embrace her.
Fernando watched from where he stood, a mixture of shock and a sense of longing settled; she hadn't changed much save for her brunette locks growing in length and the presence of more lines across the corners of her eyes, her ever bright smile remained the same and it wasn't until their eyes met that her smile fell, yet not for long as it instantly appeared when she looked at Atlas.
Atlas then leads her and whom he presumed to be his younger sister towards him, " Mister, this is my Mamá Clara, and this is my younger sister Sara "
Clara's eyes were screaming as she forced a smile then extends her hand, " It's nice to meet you "
Fernando understood why she would do that, his manner of departure had hurt her more than it hurt him, he shakes her hand with a forced smile. " Likewise "
Clara turns to Atlas, " Hijo, take Sara to the car with you. I want to speak to your coach for a bit "
Atlas nods, " sure, come on Sara " he leads his younger sister away.
Clara watched them then turned to Fernando, " I want to make one thing clear, I don't know you, you don't know me and what we had before, was just an illusion. I'm going to be as civil as I can throughout this time for the sake of my son, but other than that - I am not expecting any kind of explanation, much less an apology "
" Lara " Fernando whispers.
" No " Clara raises her hand, " It's Clara, only those closest to me call me Lara "
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