Roland did not touch her after that, but when she came out of the bathroom after her shower, he appeared again on her bed.
...
Just as he had in the past, he held her in his arms the entire night as they slept.
It was like nothing had happened between them.
Alvera ignored him and had an unexpectedly sound sleep that night.
The next day was Sunday.
Roland stayed at home the entire day, eating what she cooked and lazing around on the sofa reading the news, watching TV, and playing on his phone.
...
They did not speak or interact with each other at all.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Alvera got ready to go out.
"Where are you going?" Roland asked.
"Mr. Perez's daughter invited me over for dinner," she answered dismissively.
"Him again?" Roland's cold gaze fell on her.
"Not him
