VOLUME II:

what a privilege it was to matter to you . . . ft. @e1ght8all

𝙼𝙸𝙶𝚄𝙴𝙻 𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙾𝙽𝙳𝙾 [ . . . ] what happens when life is a constant battle and loss is the only trophy? miguel arredondo knows the answer to that question all to well. in one way or another, he had lost most of his family to the cartel: one of his brothers fell in a hail of gunfire, another succumbed to addiction, his sister became ensnared in the cartel's web, and his father paid the ultimate price for his debts, becoming a scapegoat for crimes he did not commit. these events have seared themselves into miiguel's soul, leaving him adrift in a sea of sorrow, clinging to the flotsam of his shattered life. he knows that he is powerless against the cartel's ruthless rule, that seeking revenge is a futile gesture. he is resigned to his fate, but that resignation does not bring him peace. through it all, miguel clings to the faintest glimmers of hope, savoring the moments of peace and joy that punctuate his bleak existence. he finds solace in the touch of a warm breeze on his skin, the sound of a child's laughter, the taste of a simple meal. he knows that these moments are fleeting, that they cannot undo what has been done, but they are all he has left.