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I Burn for You
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What would you do if everything you thought you knew about love, betrayal, and destiny was suddenly thrown into doubt? Ana is critically injured after an accident, mentioning the names of her husband Sebastián and Gabriel, an enigmatic man from her past. As the story jumps between the past, present, and future, hidden secrets, betrayals, and a devastating love triangle are revealed. Ana discovers that her marriage to Sebastián hides more lies than she ever imagined, while a dangerous connection with Gabriel begins to resurface. Caught between love, revenge, and family secrets, Ana must make decisions that will test her heart and her future. Will she heal and find peace, or burn for them? A tale of passion, betrayal, and redemption that will keep you hooked until the very end.

Chapter 1 The Accident

The night enveloped the lonely road like a dark and relentless shroud. The rain poured down without mercy, pounding the asphalt, creating puddles that reflected the distant headlights like shattered mirrors. The silence was torn apart by the roar of an engine, the screech of tires, and then... the terrible crash of metal against metal. The world shattered in a single second.

The car lay overturned on the side of the road, its windshield shattered, smoke rising from the engine. Silence took over once more, only interrupted by the relentless drumming of the rain. And amidst it all, a figure struggled weakly. Ana. Her body was broken, wounded, but her soul still seemed to cling desperately to life.

Every breath was a titanic effort. Every heartbeat ached. The pain burned through her, but what hurt the most was the confusion. How had she ended up here? Why did everything feel so... distant? Her blurred, tear-filled eyes locked onto the ceiling of the overturned car. A whisper escaped her lips, weak, almost inaudible, as she tried to recall something important.

-Sebastián... Gabriel...

Why those names? Her mind screamed for answers, but her body refused to respond. What did they mean? The words slipped from her lips as if they were fading before they could be fully spoken. She didn't understand, but her heart recognized them as if they were carved into her skin, into her very soul.

-Why...?- Her thoughts tangled like broken threads. A crushing weight of fear settled over her chest. What happened here?

A distant thunderclap echoed through the sky, rumbling inside her as if the heavens themselves were mourning for her. Her head spun, and the world blurred into a sea of shadows. The rain hammered down harder, as if the earth itself was trying to swallow her whole.

-I can't die here... not now... not without... What happened to them?- she questioned herself, wrapped in a growing desperation. Sebastián... Gabriel... The names repeated in her mind like a mantra, yet they became more and more distant.

Suddenly, a faint glimmer caught her attention. In her trembling hand, something metallic reflected the dim light that managed to pierce through the storm. A pendant. The initials "G.S." engraved on it. Something inside her cracked. That pendant. Why was it in her hand?

Sirens began to wail in the distance, but to Ana, they seemed like a distant echo, as if the voices of the world were reaching her from a fading dream. Her body grew heavier with every passing second. The pain pulled her toward unconsciousness, but something-a spark of awareness-kept her afloat. She couldn't give up.

In the distance, the red and blue lights of the ambulances cut through the storm, but Ana could no longer move. Her mind, which had once fought to understand what had happened, now clung desperately to a single thought, a single hope: that someone was near. Someone who could save her. But who?

When the paramedics arrived, they handled her gently, almost reverently, as if she were fragile and precious, a piece of glass on the verge of shattering. One of their voices reached her, piercing through the haze, but she couldn't understand the words.

-"Ana, take a deep breath. Stay calm. You're going to be okay. We're here."-

But how could she believe them? The pain stabbed into every inch of her body. Her breathing was erratic, and her chest felt as if it were about to explode. Everything felt like a dream, but the pendant remained clutched in her hand, held tightly. Why couldn't she remember?

The paramedics worked swiftly and efficiently. One of them placed an oxygen mask over her face, and a shiver ran through her body. The rain drenched her, but the cold she felt came from within.

-"Ana, hold on... You're not alone."- a man's voice reassured her. She wanted to say something, but the words wouldn't come. Tears mixed with the rain on her face, blending her pain with the never-ending storm.

How had she ended up here? The world blurred before her eyes, but in her mind, one image remained, refusing to let her go: Sebastián's face in the dim light and Gabriel's eyes, filled with something she couldn't comprehend. Why were they in her memories? What role did they play in all of this?

The pain dragged her into unconsciousness. The darkness embraced her like a heavy cloak. The last thing she saw was the pendant gleaming in her hand, like a broken promise, like a key she would never be able to use.

And in the silence, the mystery was sown.

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