It had been exactly 15 days since Helena had been examined by the doctor. Estefano had consoled her and, even though he wasn't to blame, he had apologized for the pain he had caused. He touched her constantly, whether it was a kiss, a touch on the face, or smelling her hair. Sometimes she could notice the erection growing in his pants, but he didn't try to go beyond kisses or caresses. There were still five days left for her to fully recover from the small surgical procedure the doctor had performed. She knew he was just waiting for the right time, the tension on his face every time he saw a bit more of her skin, or when he hugged her during the night and moaned in her ear, made that clear.
She was finishing lunch when Estefano arrived. His black clothes were wet, and she realized it was
