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“I remember the time you told me that I was late by one minute. I explained that your phone had the wrong time. You changed it and never admitted I was right.”
I’m not having this discussion with her now. I apologized for correcting her. She should be thankful. Now, she’s reminding me of the one reason why I never thought we were a match.
We just don’t agree. This is why the last few days together have been a lie, because this is us. The real us. She wants a man that will grovel on his knees and succumb to her every wish and demand, and I want a woman like her sister, Belén. I’m thinkingthings that I shouldn’t be right now because, once again, we’re arguing.
“There was something wrong with my phone. It’s the latest iPhone. Who would have thought it would have been stuck?”
“By a damn minute, Diego. One minute, and you were ready to fire me. I pointed this out to you, but you did what you do best.”
“I didn’t ignore you,” I say.
“You ignored me,” she says at the same time.
Guessed it!
There’s nothing worse when a woman pouts, especially this woman, who has been studying Japanese and is my wife and representation for tonight.
We leave the elevator in silence, and as we walk out of the lobby, I’m so tempted to say something, but I know that doing so will really rock the boat.
Fuck it!
“Do you want me to apologize again? For something that happened weeks ago? Will that make you happy?” I snap as we both stand by the limo. Neither one of us wants to enter. I can’t believe she’s picking tonight of all nights to behave like this.
“What will make me happy is for you to admit that you were wrong then too. Yes. Yes, it would make me happy.”
“Fine!Lo siento!!” I shout, and I don’t care if everyone on the fucking street saw me do it, because she should be happy. I walk to the other side of the limo to enter, but she’s standing there.
“You wanted an apology. You got it! If Belén were here, she wouldn’t be acting like a fucking child.”
That came out wrong. When it shouldn’t have come out at all. She won’t make me apologize for it, and I don’t have the heart to do it. Her being here was a mistake, a big one. A tear escapes her eye.
Neither of us talks or even acknowledges that we’re in the limo together, and the drive from the hotel to Sakura Serenity feels like an eternity. I take a couple of shots of whiskey to calm my nerves. I can’t even look at her, not to see her blotch her tears and for them to reappear as soon as she wipes them away.
She’s not sobbing, but I can see her body quivering, as it has done so many times in my presence. She just pressed the wrong button.
Why did she pick tonight of all nights to remind me why she should never be my wife?
I jump out of the limo. I’m tempted to tell the driver to just spin around and take her to the hotel. She’s going to fuck this up for me, I can feel it, and my gut never lets me down. But before I even have a chance to tell the driver that, I see my business associates at the door.
1 Very beautiful.
2 Princess.
3 Sorry.
4 Brother.
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Leticia
We’re at an exquisite restaurant in the heart of Tokyo. As soon as I see Diego bowing at the men at the door, I know they must be his business associates and I need to be on my best behavior.
He hurt me. I thought we were connecting, and just like that, it was back to square one. Memories of how I arrived in Tokyo flash through my mind. I’m not the one he wanted to marry. It feels like the time we’d spent together has been a lie.
It’s as if he can’t dig his nails deep enough so that blood starts coming out of my body. The part that hurts the most and what made me cry is the idea of falling in love with him. I feel as if I gave him my heart and he just spits on it whenever he feels like it. I’ve been thinking that our fake marriage may turn into a real one once we’re back in New York.
I even thought he would want to marry me for real, but at the moment, he’s married to Belén. I thought we’d do it properly like we should have in the beginning.
