But as the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, Sofía's obsession began to take a dark and sinister turn.
I was immediately drawn to him, and I knew I had to make him a part of my art. I started to paint him, obsessively, trying to capture the essence of his being. But as the days turned into weeks, and
I started to lose myself in my art, to forget the boundaries between reality and fantasy. Julián became a fixation, a constant presence in my mind. and the weeks into months
One day, while working on a new piece, Sofía met a man named Julián. He was a charismatic and handsome stranger, with piercing eyes that seemed to see right through her. while working on a new piece