At that moment, Felix was cursing his accident, he was cursing this road that had taken his sight because if it was just his legs, he was going to have no problem with that but right now with this woman in his bed , he wanted to see what she looked like. he had lost his appetite at the table because his friend had not stopped liking his wife and yet he himself could not see her. It was as if he were being subjected to the harshest test of life. he could have asked her to let him look at her his way and even though she wouldn't have said no, he didn't want to do it that way. There she was, lying in his bed and yet he couldn't admire her. he was in so much pain that he felt like killing himself but Carmen didn't deserve to be a widow even if she didn't deserve a man like him who was incapabl
