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“It can wait. Right now I want to give my wife a nice relaxing bath,” he says as he buckles his belt.
The divorce between us is for legal reasons. I have a feeling that in the distant future, I will be his wife, and I couldn’t think of anything that would make me happier.
Nothing at all.
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Diego
We were supposed to be back nearly two weeks ago, but with Leticia being in hospital and everything I had to stay a lot longer. I’ve never done something as reckless as turn off my phone or had no interaction with the business at all. Yet, this isn’t the part that worries me. If anything, it’s just knowing the two people in the world I hate I’ll have to face and that sets my anxiety into fucking overdrive.
We could have arrived two days ago, but then I’ve become addicted to Leticia’s body, and mind. I love the way she smiles, and the way I feel when I’m around her. As soon as we land, my phone starts receiving calls like fire.
Oficina, ya!
I sigh, regretting putting my phone on as we leave the plane.
“What happened?” Leticia asks as my distress is probably written all over my face.
“Abuela wants me to go to the office.”
“How did she know we’re landing now?”
I raise an eyebrow, and then she shakes her head. “Silly question.”
I remember when I was little, we used to think Abuela had eyes everywhere, from the back of her head to her just leaving eyes wherever she went, because she knew everything that was going on, even at times before it happened.
“I suppose I’m going to the house, and you’re going to the office.”
She nods her head saying it, but I can tell that she’s thinking a lot more about it.
“Do you think Belén will be there?”
I shrug. “I suppose so.”
Belén, the one who should have been my bride will be there and I don’t even know how we’re going to be handling that situation. There are too many things to sort out, but the only thing on my mind is Jorge.
He’s the thorn in my side. When he left I wasn’t sad. If anything, I was relived.
“I realized during our time in Japan that you and I are more alike.”
“Oh. How?” Leticia smiles as she asks.
“Well, you have sibling rivalry with Belén and I have too.”
She shakes her head. “I wouldn’t say that Belén and I have sibling rivalry. I have nothing but love for her. Like the time she took my English exam. Otherwise, I would never have passed.”
“Oh. But how do you know? Your English is near enough perfect. I never understood why you felt you had to work for me to improve it.”
“Ah, so now my English is good? Anyway, she’s always correcting me, and it makes me feel as if there is room for improvement. A little too big a room.”
I chuckle, because there’s some things Leticia says which is perfect English and then she uses the Spanish equivalent and it never translates well.
“I said something bad.”
I kiss her on the forehead. “No. You’re perfect, Leticia. Don’t let anyone let you think otherwise.”
