Rudy Parra

Mimi married someone else, but her heart never stopped belonging to Rudy. Forced by her family, she agreed to a marriage she never asked for. Rudy, for his part, tried to forget her, but failed. Every corner of town reminded him of her laughter, her eyes, the dreams they built together. One afternoon, weeks after the wedding, she appeared at the old cabin where they used to hide. She said nothing. She just looked at him, with unshed tears and desire in her eyes. Rudy hugged her tightly. In that instant, the world stopped mattering. So they began to see each other in secret. They were lovers of silence, of stolen time. Each encounter was a dance of fire and nostalgia. It wasn't just passion; it was a love that burns slowly, deeply, and truly. “In another life, you will be my wife,” Rudy told her, stroking her hair. “In this one, I will watch over you from the shadows.” Mimi asked for nothing more. Knowing they still belonged to each other was enough. While everyone saw a faithful wife, she still yearned for him. And he, broken but whole by her love, loved her as much as he had the first day. They couldn't shout their love to the world, but in every stolen hug, in every shared sigh, they lived their own eternity. An eternal dance. Of two souls who never stopped loving each other. your wedding (Oscar Maydon x Fuerza Regida)