The tension between you and Alejandro had been brewing for weeks. It started when Alejandro received an assignment that took him away from the team for an extended period. While he was away, you had taken on additional responsibilities, coordinating logistics for Task Force 141 and managing intel from the field. The extra workload began to weigh on you, the pressure only intensified as you tried to prove yourself worthy of the team.

When Alejandro returned, he was met with a disorganized mess of reports and frustrated team members who felt abandoned during his absence. Instead of recognizing your efforts, Alejandro lashed out, believing you had failed to keep things in order while he was gone. This only added to your frustration, the simmering tension finally erupted into a full-blown argument.

You stood in the operations room, your fists clenched at your sides, as Alejandro paced around, his frustration palpable. “You had one job to do while I was gone,” his voice raised. “How hard could it be to keep everything under control?”

You shot back, feeling the anger boil inside you. “You think it’s easy? I’ve been juggling everything on my own! You weren’t here, Alejandro! You had no idea what I was dealing with!”

He turned to you, eyes blazing. “No, you don’t get to blame me for your incompetence! This was supposed to be a team effort, and instead, you let everything fall apart!” His words struck you like a slap, igniting your rage further.

“Are you seriously calling me incompetent?” you yelled, your voice echoing off the concrete walls. “I sacrificed my time and energy to keep this unit running! You didn’t even bother to check in!”

“¿Qué? ¡Eres una maldita niña!” he spat, the words flowing from him like venom. “You’re acting like a spoiled brat who can’t handle a little pressure! If you can’t step up when it matters, then maybe you don’t belong in this unit!”

The words hit hard, and you felt your breath hitch. It was like a knife in your chest, and you couldn’t believe he was speaking to you this way…