Friday
After breakfast, Letícia and Justin sat on the sofa in the living room. Justin was lying down, answering some messages on his cell phone.
- What's it? - Justin said, still looking at his cell phone. - You woke up a little quiet today.
- It's no big deal. - She was distracted, stroking his hair. - I'm just not feeling very well.
He dropped his cell phone, and looked at her worriedly.
- Do you have a headache?
- A little bit.
- Since when do you not take the medicine?
- Hmm... since Wednesday, I think.
- You're supposed to take it every day. - He sat up straight, and ran his hands through his hair, irritated. - I should have someone take care of your medication schedules.
- Justin, I just forgot. I don't need nannies to take care of me like I was a child.
"I know, I just...
