“What are you doing?” I asked as I leaned against the door frame of our room.“Getting dressed.” He answered while struggling with the dress shirt he was trying to put on.“I understand that.” I saw how he tried to insert the button through the buttonhole of the shirt, while his bad arm was still inside of it, in the sling he had to wear until he was approved “What I don´t understand is why.”“Because I have to go to work, Olivia. That’s why.”“You could at least look at me when you talk to me, Mark. Your eyes are not on the back of your neck.”“I'm not in the mood for this.” He gave up with the shirt and went to the dressing room to see what worked for him.“I've been dealing with your mood for 3 days, or in this case, the lack of it.”“Well, that's your problem...”I looked

After our little altercation, in which Olivia in a funny way, for her, told me that she was leaving me, things were excellent.The only outburst we had since then, was when she knew I had an eye surgery a few years ago.She sent me to hell, when she knew I did it to please Jessica at the beginning of our relationship, since she had said that she couldn’t see my eyes through them.“I never would have forced you to do something like that!” She exclaimed that night “She really was a bitch for trying to change who you are...”That night we had slept with our backs to each other, but at some point in the morning, I had felt her arm tightening on my stomach and that was when I was finally able to sleep peacefully.After that episode, we fell into a routine that, for me, was the best.Thanks to Elizabeth and me, Olivia had decided to open a new Cra

“Stop staring at him.” Olivia murmured hitting me on the shoulder.We were in Olivia's doctor/friend’s office.She was lying on the stretcher and wearing the respective blue gown that was often given to patients, and throwing me daggers with her eyes every time I looked with hatred qt the doctor who walked from one side to the other while giving some explanations through his phone.Maybe I wasn't being very subtle about the idea that another man was about to see her private parts.I took her hand and brought it to my mouth, kissing each of her fingers and stopping at the one wearing my plastic ring.One of these days it would be gold, or silver, as she wished, and it would mean only one thing:Marriage.“Mark, I'm talking to you.”I stared at my woman and realized that I had been daydreaming as she spoke.“Sorry,&nbs

“We are leaving the meeting, everything went perfect, do you want to come with us to celebrate?” "Maybe next time, I'm a little busy""Are you still mad at me?""Enjoy"I couldn't help the grimace that formed on my face at his answer.Apparently, he was still upset with me, and with good reason.“Are we waiting for him or is he not coming?”I turned to see Eli, sitting on my right side. We were on our way to one of the most exclusive sushi restaurants in the city. We would celebrate that Adidas executives had loved the presentation. “Not coming.” I answered putting the phone in my bag.“Is he still upset with you?” Alex asked from the car’s front seat.“Not that I want to talk to you.” Eli told Mark’

“Olivia!”“What?!”“Have you seen Faith?”“I told you to watch her, Richard Marcus Sanders! I'm changing Joy!”“I was busy! Okay?”“Yes!” She said knowing I wasn’t “Candy Crush surely occupied all of your time!”I couldn't help the annoyed gesture my mouth made.I had a new addiction and it was this stupid game, and of course, Olivia had discovered it, and now whenever I got distracted with it and lost any of the girls, or both, she always said the same thing:Drop the phone and find the girls!I went room by room, avoiding the twins’ because my wife was there, until a noise from ours caught my attention.I silently peeked out to see what I was encountering, but incredibly, there was no one.I turned