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But we don’t do that, we don’t create parallel groups to talk about the others.
I see some of my brothers are typing, but they don’t send anything. I can’t believe it!
Priscila:
When the hell did you create a group to talk about me?
River Phoenix:
When you left Alex.
Priscila:
Awesome.
I lock my phone and ignore them because they probably just want to play a joke on Marcos during the day, and because when I see Alex dressed in a suit and a tie, sitting on the front doorstep with Dark beside him, waiting for me, I freeze.
The dog comes looking for me and we approach my (still-)husband together.
“Hi,” I say, still holding the phone.
“Marcos doesn’t want to get married.”
Excuse me? What?
“What?” I say out loud. “Why do you think he doesn’t want to get married? Is this some kind of joke?”
“No. He was here last night, and I knew.”
“Wait... He was here last night, and you knew? And you’re telling me now?!” I can’t help but raise my voice.
“Yes, I’m telling you now.”
“I can’t believe this. No matter what happens between you and me, Alex, it’s about Marcos! He’s supposed to be your best friend, and you wait until today to drop this bomb on me?”
Oh my God. This can’t be happening. And my bloody phone won’t stop vibrating in my hand! I ignore it, again.
“Would you just listen to me?”
Shit. Of course.
“Please tell me you fixed it,” I say.
Alex doesn’t answer and that’s answer enough. I sit next to him with a pounding heart and the certainty that today is going to be a hard one.
“What did he say?” I ask.
“He’s freaked out.”
“Being scared about the wedding is quite normal.”
“No. Good-scared is quite normal; believe me, I know what it feels like, I lived it. But he is scared to death. And that’s because he doesn’t want to marry Alicia.”
“I can’t believe it.”
I can’t believe this is happening now, minutes from the wedding.
“Priscila—”
