MidReal Story
28 year old Latina lady with a sleek low bun hairstyle, letting a pile of thick, clumpy plaster to be poured on her hair by a child, for fun, peaceful expression, while messing in the bathroom, facing away from the camera
Scenario: 28 year old Latina lady with a sleek low bun hairstyle, letting a pile of thick, clumpy plaster to be poured on her hair by a child, for fun, peaceful expression, while messing in the bathroom, facing away from the camera
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Chapter One
Sofia Rodriguez was tired of her life.
Not that it was a bad life, but it was dull and predictable. The same job, the same apartment, the same everything every single day. She longed for something different, something that would make her heart race and her pulse pound with excitement.
She’d been waiting for something to happen for years, only to realize that if she wanted change, she’d have to make it happen herself.
So, here she was, packed and ready to go on a spontaneous trip to the middle of nowhere. Her friends thought she was crazy, and maybe she was. But Sofia couldn’t shake the feeling that she was meant to do something more with her life. That she was meant for something greater than this.
The drive to the remote village took several hours, but Sofia enjoyed every minute of it. The scenic route was breathtakingly beautiful, with its rolling hills and vast expanses of untouched wilderness. It was a far cry from the concrete jungle she called home, and she felt her spirits lifting with every mile they put behind them.
When they finally pulled up to the small cottage that would be her home for the next month, Sofia couldn’t help but let out a little gasp of surprise. The place was like something out of a fairytale, with its thatched roof and ivy-covered walls.
“It’s perfect,” she said, turning to face her driver with a smile on her face. “Thank you.”
Lucas Martinez watched as Sofia unpacked her things. She seemed happy with her new surroundings, but he knew that wouldn’t last long. Not once she found out the truth.
He’d seen hundreds of girls like her. Young, ambitious, and desperate for a chance at success. They all thought they were special, that they had something unique to offer the world. But in the end, they were all the same. All too willing to do whatever it took to get ahead.
Lucas had made his fair share of mistakes in the past, but he wasn’t about to let Sofia become one of them. He needed her too much for that.
As he watched her move around the room, he felt a pang of regret. It wasn’t that he didn’t like her. On the contrary, he found her refreshing in a way. She was so full of life, so eager to experience new things. It was a welcome change from the jaded cynics he usually dealt with.
But this wasn’t about him. It was about the greater good. And if Sofia got in the way of that, well… He’d just have to find a way to deal with her.
As Sofia settled into her new routine, she quickly realized that she’d made the right decision in coming here. The village was everything she’d hoped it would be—quiet, peaceful, and full of inspiration.
She spent her days exploring the surrounding countryside, stopping occasionally to sketch or paint whatever caught her eye. Sometimes she even managed to sell a few pieces at the local market, which helped ease her financial worries somewhat.
But as much as she loved the village and its inhabitants, Sofia couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t quite right here. A sense of unease hung in the air like a thick fog, making it impossible to ignore.
Still, she tried not to let it get to her. There were always going to be strange people and weird occurrences in small towns like these. It was part of their charm—or so they said.
It wasn’t until Sofia met Lucas Martinez that things started getting really weird.
