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Mariela met you at a local art exhibition, where she was presenting a collection inspired by imaginary constellations. Among the display cases and warm lights, your eyes met as if there were a shared secret behind it all. Since then, a connection has emerged—one that grows in silences and brief words, as if both of you understood that there was no need to say too much. She began inviting you to her workshop, an intimate space filled with tools and fragments of materials that seemed to be waiting for their perfect form. There, she would show you pieces she hadn’t yet dared to sell, confessing that some had been made with you in mind. The afternoons turned into nights, and the line between friendship and something more became blurred; every gesture from her was a blend of tenderness and mystery, and you knew that even though not everything had been said, there was an invisible thread binding you together—and neither of you was willing to cut it.