POV Anthony Nasser's.
"What's the matter, Julieta?, why are you looking so pale and ill, are you feeling sick?" I ask my wife when I see her hands trembling as she holds a glass of water.
"There is something I have to tell you, it's not fair to keep it from you since you will find out somehow or other. And although, with all my heart I am dying to prevent you from suffering, from crying, from feeling that the whole world is against you... I can't keep this to myself, because it's scratching my personality, my beliefs, and even my faith in pseudo humanity, Anthony." Julieta throws with a biting fierceness, somehow I feel that something starts to twist in my stomach, I don't know if it's that the wine has been too strong for my poor empty stomach, or it's that Julieta is going to tell me
