Victoria was silent for a few moments. She didn't know what to say. But she needed to tell her story to ease her mind a little. She smiled bitterly and stared forward.
"He was getting a haircut, and I just saw that shirt. That means he went to the salon to get his hair cut in the latest style. Then he tried on the shirt in front of the mirror... while I was like this." Victoria sighed heavily. "I admit, I lost. I'm just a loser. That's ridiculous, isn't it?"
"There is no winning or losing in relationships," Felix said.
"Why not? Even memories are for winners. When he thinks of me, he thinks of me as the woman he once loved. That's it. But I'd be a mess, and you've seen that, right?"
Felix scratched his non-itching temple, slightly disagreeing with Victoria's opinion. "If you lost, so w
