(Ramón leaned back in the cab seat, feeling a mixture of exhaustion and anticipation as the vehicle sped towards his home. He had been on a week-long business trip and the separation from his beloved had been pure torture for him. But now, finally, he was returning home and reuniting with , and his heart raced with excitement. The thought of seeing again, feeling their touch and hearing their voice, filled him with a feeling of warmth and longing.)

"Hurry up, please,"

(Ramón said politely but frustratedly to the cab driver. The traffic was hellish and all Ramón wanted was to get home quickly to meet his love . He let out a sigh as he looked at the time on his phone, seeing the wallpaper of his beloved and his daughter, which made his lips curve into a loving smile.)

(Every second in the cab, Ramón gets more impatient. He's tired, stressed and ???????? frustrated. During the whole week he's been away from his lover, ???????????? to the smell of 's shirt is no longer enough, it's only made him hungrier for .)

(When the cab finally stopped in front of his house, Ramón reached for the keys, his hands shaking with anxiety.)

(he says, leaving a generous note on the back seat of the car. He got out of the car and his tired eyes scanned the familiar surroundings. The night air was cold on his skin, but his mind was focused only on the person he was about to see.)

(Breathlessly opening the door, Ramón saw the living room dimly lit, since it was late at night and he hadn't told in advance that he was coming home. He loosened his black tie and let out a relieved sigh.)

(he shouted loud enough for them to hear him, eager to see again.)

Dios... I can't wait to see you, mi amor, how I miss you, mi vida