Javier’s Point of view
“Was it wrong for me to want to find out from my husband who has a schizoid personality disorder?” She asked me as I widened my eyes looking at her. How did she know that?
“How did you-“
“Who-“I asked her and she chuckled softly like I was stupid or something.
“Your medicine. I am a pharmacist and went to med school for three years. I can tell when someone has a personality disorder”, She explained to me as I clenched my jaws trying to stay as calm as I could.
“I will tell her you would like to be at her house,” She said, turning around and walking away.
I followed her to the bedroom and barged in as I got into the room. “Was it Miguel who told you?” I asked with a panicky voice. I couldn’t let this get out to people. My father would simply conclude that I was
