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“But you just said you enjoyed it.”

Did I just eat eel?

“Is that what I just ate? Why didn't you warn me?”

“You sent me to get hot food.”

Yet he stood in front of me while I put it in my mouth.

I grab the jug of water and start filling up my glass. I want to wash the taste, the memory, the everything about the eel I just ate.

“Do you always have to be a jerk, Diego. For once, can’t you be nice?” I say as I realize there isn’t enough water on the table. I need to put my head under the tap and just flush out the eel inside of me. I have visions of it slithering inside me and it makes me shiver.

Eel!

“I ordered you food because you complained before trying them, and you say I’m a jerk. That’s rich coming from you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

I jump up, ready to leave, and then my towel drops to the floor.

We both freeze, not sure what to do.

My body wants him to do one thing, but my head is saying another. Sometimes I wish both of them would just shut up.

The elevator chimes.

“Grab your towel. Your ramen is here.”

He turns to face the elevator, and I sigh, disappointed about him not taking me again.

I grab my towel and wrap it around me. Then, I sit back down.

“Your ramen, my lady. Served by the jerk,” Diego says as he comes back to the terrace.

He bows his head, places the ramen in front of me, and then turns away.

“You’re not eating with me?”

He shakes his head. “I’ve lost my appetite.”

“Diego, are we always going to be like this. How are you going to teach me Japanese if we can’t even be in the same room for five seconds without fighting?”

“Why did you marry me?”

“Sorry?” I thought we’d already covered this. “Because Belén said that you needed an heir, and she can’t give you children.”

“So, you would do anything for your sister?”

I nod. Wouldn’t any twin do anything for their sibling, even if I know deep down inside that Belén would never do the same for me. I do like to think perhaps one day she will have the love I have for her and do anything for me, the same as I’ve done for her.

“Enjoy your ramen. I’m going for a run.”

He doesn’t say another word, and it is as if I brought out a darkness in him. I said the wrong thing, but we both know why I married him. But that’s not the reason I gave him my virginity.

I don’t feel like eating either and return to my room. I want to sit in silence and figure out what’s going on between us, because one thing is for sure, it’s not what I planned. Just like I never thought I would try sushi. Neither did I see myself ever having feelings for Diego other than hatred. Maybe Cristina was right. I never did get over Diego, and I’ve been kidding myself for years.

Ididn’t sleep all night.

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