14

From time to time, Katia turned around to check on her son and smiled when she saw him asleep. She rested her head against the headrest and turned it to the right with a sad expression, gazing out the window.

Her mind kept circling back to what she had done the day before. Was it the right decision to marry someone she despised? Even if she regretted it, there was nothing she could do now; she was Mrs. Schmidt...

"If I may say something, I think it would be better if..." the German began.

"Don't even think about suggesting that we should live together. Adri's father is Oscar, and I don't want my son getting attached to you," she interrupted without looking at him.

"I still think that would be the most normal thing to do. We were registered as husband and wife at the Civil Registry, and as such..."

"I said no. I won't leave the apartment that Oscar bought, and you won't enter it."

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"I'm not stubborn, Mr. Schmidt. I don't want you in my life, and you've already