A couple?

Virgínia

I looked at my cell phone's display when I realized that new messages had arrived and checked the notification bar to see who it was from, finding that they were from Murilo, as had been happening for a few days.

As in the other days, I didn't mind answering either because I wasn't feeling well at all and wasn't in any condition to pay attention or even to wear myself out with the expectations that Murilo seemed to have about us.

But, even thinking rationally like that, the sender of those messages never left my mind and I thought about him at all times of the day and night. Before going to sleep was always the worst moment because I took a long time to fall asleep, analyzing all the possibilities and coming to the same conclusion.

The truth is that the differences between us were blatant and that was not good, even more so in the current circumstances, so I opted to throw myself into work to occupy my mind and not think about the father of my son.

" How is my godson today?