He went downstairs in silence and sat at the table, which by the way was practically ready, took some coffee and started drinking it without saying a single good morning!
Even though I didn't want to, I had to take the initiative.
-Good morning! (I said, but he remained silent)
-Did you love her? (he asked in a sincere tone)
-Alex? (I asked trying to see where that matter would lead)
-Of course! Why? Is there another one? (he asked)
-There will never be anyone like her. (I said remembering the afternoons and the trips we took and her smile)
-When you took her away from home I was very angry, I wanted to kill you and put a trunk, but I didn't. (he said as I swallowed the last part)
-Not to be rude, but why didn't you? (I asked hoping he had given up on that idea)
-I had it all plan
