Marrying Leonidas, not rehearsing a wedding, or marrying someone out of tradition, but an actual marriage, “could that be possible?” I asked him in doubt. I still wanted to learn more about the things we had recently done. I wanted to enjoy my love life with him by my side. Was I losing my mind? Losing my rationality for a moment of feelings? These questions made me turn my gaze from Leonidas. He didn’t let go of me, yet I felt as if I was a fool amongst fools. “Don’t do this, Luisa. Please look me in the eyes. Speak to me honestly, my love. I cannot be in your mind or feel what you have changed so abruptly. What have I said that has made you change so suddenly?” He kept asking me conjúntelas questions. I decided not to answer, to not give in to something that I knew was just a simple wish
