A Bit of Adrenaline
I return to the office a couple of hours later and try to get back to work, but my encounter with Eva left me thinking. She is not my fan. That's more than evident by the way she looks at me and speaks. Her disdainful tone and her smirk say a lot.
This afternoon, her words left me pondering, as they seemed like a clear message.
The memories of the wedding day come to mind. Salvatore was with a woman on that afternoon in that room, there's no doubt about it, but, Eva? Surprisingly, the thought that it might be Eva, Salvatore's lover, makes me feel angry.
«I would call it jealousy.» My conscience whispers, looking at me over her sunglasses with a knowing smile.
"Jealous? Me?" I snort. "Please, that word is not in my vocabulary," I finish the sentence with a growl.
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