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“Never mind,” she decides, but João Pedro doesn’t have the same kindness and I snort, which makes the woman laugh again.
“I told Eliza that if I separated ten reais every time you snorted today, I could probably buy a car with that money at the end of the night,” he explains and I roll my eyes.
“Fuck you, João Pedro!” I shout without any remorse, it’s my wedding day, the last thing I need is him mocking.He raises his eyebrows, but the mocking smile remains on his face.
Don’t be such a nag, Marcos.You’re getting married, not going to the gallows.”
“The two things seem very similar...” I lie.What’s killing my mood isn’t the marriage itself, I’ve been ok with it for a while. What’s been driving me crazy ever since I realized something obvious is the fact that I’m spending three days alone with Antonella on a desert island, and that I’ll be lucky if she decides to play invisible there too.
“I’m going to the bathroom,” Eliza warns and leaves a kiss on João Pedro’s face, but he’s a show-off son of a bitch and pulls his wife, taking her mouth in a kiss that I really shouldn’t be forced to see.I look away and snort, the kiss ends with both of them laughing at my expense.
“Spit it out” he says when Eliza’s steps are already far away and I turn in his direction.
“I’m fine.”
“No, Marcos, we both know you’re not.If you walk in there like that, the last thing these people are gonna believe is that you really want to get married...What?Have you changed your mind at the last minute or is this just repressed sexual tension?” he jokes, but I look away. “Oh, no, fuck!You changed your mind at the last minute!” he accuses and I snort, only to curse soon after. Fuck!
“No, João Pedro, the other option...”
“Sexual tension? Didn’t you have a bachelor party or something?” he asks, looking really confused, and I can’t believe this son of a bitch.
“You’re the Best man of the fucking wedding, João, don’t you think if there had been a bachelor party, you should have been there, or that you’d at least know about it?”
“Your bachelor party?” He raises an eyebrow. “The way I imagine it, I thought you had a fit of common sense, because you knew I wouldn’t leave my wife at home for something like this.”
“Great friend...” I grumble, and his face gets an air of affront.
“May I remind you what your genius idea of a bachelor party was for me, Marcos?”
“That happened a month before your wedding, João Pedro! And I was drunk and sad!” I stand up for myself.
“Sure...” says ironically. “Drunk and sad, I’ll remember that for future references.”
I rub my hands on my face, deciding I really don’t want to talk about it, because one thing will pull the other, and I’m not willing to admit everything my blue balls involve.
“Forget it, João... Just… Screw it…”
“Does this bad mood have anything to do with your future wife, Marcos?” Bullseye! and I’m not fast enough to disguise my facial expression. “What happened?”
“What didn’t happen is the right question. She said no...”
“And since when did you want her to say yes?”
I laugh, disgusted, because the answer to that question is the biggest contradiction.Since when do I want Antonella?Ever since I found out that gray uniform was a real mystical object.Since when do I want my baby wife to say yes to me?I have no idea… I have no idea what the moment was when I crossed that line, but I know that now I am far beyond it, and even if all the reasons for going back down that path are very well disposed in front of me, I just can’t.
“Fuck, Marcos! There’s no way this is going to work.”
“Really? Don’t tell me.” I say ironically. “Tell me something I don’t fucking know!For example, how am I supposed to spend three days, alone, on a private island with the fucking woman who’s making me crazy without even looking at her!”
“Damn! You’re fucked!”
“Yeah, this conversation just isn’t useful...”
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The music starts playing and all the guests stand up.And, thinking that his anxious state all day is not enough, my heart speeds up in my chest.I swallow, looking at the door as it opens.However, it is not Antonella who passes by it, but a woman I do not know,Gabi,Graça,GaorGrasomething.
Honestly, I don’t pay much attention to her.
