I hate you

Eleonor is tense, as if there's a storm outside. But the night sky is clear and there are hardly any clouds. Still, Eleonor feels as if lightning could strike them at any moment. She tries to warm herself with the heat that the wine brings to her body, but her tension is as clear as the crystal sea.

She's accompanied to dinner by Giovanni and Lisette. She has tried to refuse her husbands' presence, but he insists. So, they sat at a table next to a big window in one of the resort's restaurants. Giovanni ordered seafood, but Lisette wanted Mexican dishes. Eleonor… well, she doesn't have much of an appetite. In fact, she feels her stomach twist when she sees the sign of food.

“I'm so angry. I mean…” Lisette says between bites. “Did you really have to call my Papà? I had to listen to a three-hour lecture, Giovanni… THREE HOURS! Saying that I shouldn't take advantage of our friendship and do what I want; that I shouldn't tease you because I'm too old to do it. I mean, since when do I tease