DAMON FOX
I stare at the ceiling. I need to have self-control today. Meeting Daniel again and that mocking look reminded me of his hands on Maia.
As if that weren't enough, I'll have to talk to him politely and cordially, regardless of what he does. I looked to the side and the empty bed irritated me. I don't understand why Maia doesn't stay here every night anymore. I remember Lúcia's blunt refusal to accompany us unless we were married.
A piece of paper.
Ironically, we need a contract so that these distances disappear. If it were up to me, we would go straight to the City Hall and get married, but I understand that she wants to live this moment to the fullest, and that includes Alejandra being present.
And perhaps get past all this turbulence that is already sending its signals.
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