By day, Diana and Alejandro maintained a professional facade. On their occasional visits to the plantation, they worked in tandem, touring the fields and speaking with the workers. Diana took notes diligently, her father's expectations weighing on her, while Alejandro's experience with the land shone through in every interaction.
Their time together on the plantation was filled with subtle tension. A shared glance here, a brief brush of fingers there...it was enough to set Diana's pulse racing. Alejandro, ever composed, kept his emotions in check, though his thoughts often wandered to the nights they spent together.
One afternoon, as they walked through the rows of coffee plants, Diana paused to admire the vibrant green leaves. "It's beautiful out here," she said softly.
Alejandro stood beside her, his presence grounding yet electric. "It is," he agreed, though his eyes were on her, not the fields.
