Todo vuelve

This is what karma looks like in high heels - with a smoking cigar and a smirk that makes your ex feel suffocated. When the pain has been chewed, swallowed and digested, all that remains is the taste of victory - bitter, but damn pleasant. After all, if someone decided to play with fire, let them now extinguish the consequences themselves.

There are no tears or pleas in this story, only the glint in the eyes and the gait of a person who knows their worth. A touch of audacity, a dash of drama, and not a shred of regret. Everything comes back, of course. Everything except the one who left gracefully.