The days passed peacefully. Nina was on her period, and Henrique was around her all the time; blood was not a problem for him.
"Why did you lock the door?"
"To keep you out."
"You don't want me around."
It wasn't a question, but rather a statement.
Nina looked at her husband and noticed he was hurt.
"Henrique?"
"Yes, sweetheart."
"Are you mad at me?"
"I could never be mad, not at you. You're my whole heart. But I don't know how to handle the distance you've imposed on me for the last three days. I can't even shower with you."
"I'm on my period."
"I know that, but I can't wrap my head around why I need to keep my distance."
"We're not distant, we're just not making love."
"You won't let me shower with you, not even to touch you. I want to touch you. Are you afraid of me?"
"No,
