Hard narrating: Leaving the bathroom still disoriented to get a dry towel for Leonor, I forced myself to contain my impulse to want to go back and remain under the shower feeling the water fall on us, I looked at the way with which she smiled in a corner, even with her eyes still sad, I wanted to take care of her until her heart was healed of all the pain Call had caused her, and by an instinct that her presence caused me, my mind whirled around as if for a minute I was sleeping awake imagining the two of us under the shower, watching her smile as we made the decision to have a child. Leonor is right, it is impossible to fall in love after the third date, but how can I explain to myself the desire to fulfill all my dreams at her side? To see her fulfill hers? If she chooses to leave, how will I live leaving her at the mercy of the feelings that her husband will provide? Returning to the bathroom I handed her the towel with a kiss on the forehead and went back to the kitchen

Hard narrating: "I couldn't wait for you to wake up, looking into your eyes would make it feel like this is goodbye, and I don't want it to be one. I thought about what I should write to you, and I swear I went through every part of me trying to find the words that could describe everything you made me feel in just one day, it's cliché and crazy, but it's impossible for someone to fall in love in one day, in one touch. I thought that maybe you could be the right love that came at the wrong time, and if that's what it is, I hope to find out one day, I hope it comes back one day. But now, I don't want you to be the foundation of my crumbling world, I can't But my marriage is my responsibility, and I know that if I sat down with you for five minutes I would find the answer to this whole problem, a solution, but I need to find it on my own, I need to explore every pain or every trace of love that is left in a marriage of five years. I don't want to thank you, because deep down I know yo

Call narrating: Leonor went upstairs to take a shower while carefully preparing the foods she liked. When we started dating, it was a kind of relationship that had nothing cliché about it, that everything was insane and in the heat of the moment, we did crazy things when we decided on the spot as if we were living intensely, we looked at other couples and realized that we had something different, we loved each other and showed it in a way. I was dominated by insecurity, every time I came home and my father was drunk, he would laugh saying how foolish I was to believe in love, to believe that Leonor was the right person and that we would live forever together, He laughed saying that he would be sitting in his armchair waiting for the day that I would arrive heartbroken, and then I would understand exactly what a man he is, sitting beside him and grabbing a glass of whiskey to drown my sorrows for having fallen in love with a woman like Leonor. That night I was so frustrated th

Leonor narrating: - Call... where's Call? Speaking in an altered voice I arrived at the office of Call looking obsessively for him, I could not stop my thoughts and kept imagining all the possible causes that would have led him to send that amount to my mother. For some reason of insecurity I believed that it was not one of the best : - Calm down Mrs. Leonor... - his secretary told me. - "Calm down Mrs. Leonor"? you're playing with my face, go after him now. - Hey Leonor calm down, I'm here ... what's going on? - Call said coming up behind me putting his hands on my shoulder. - Why is everyone asking you to stay calm today?- I said in a rude tone again. - Because you're completely euphoric and screaming. Let's go to my office and talk about it, okay? - Call said in a calm tone of voice and somehow calmed me down as his hands touched mine. If he was so peaceful it couldn't be anything bad. We entered his office, I sat down in his chair and felt my legs tremblin

-Leonor narrating: I sat there for about fifteen minutes waiting for Call to return, thinking about all the excuses I could give him and hating myself, hating myself for having become so good at lying about Hard, and now all that desire that had been so good to be consumed had turned into a brief nightmare, I started to feel disgusted with myself when I saw the frustration stamped in Call's eyes at the moment when he was being so thoughtful by bringing me to dinner, while all I do is lie to him: -So...is everything okay with your dad? - I asked him as I saw him walking back to the table in complete frustration. -My father? - he asked as if he didn't know what he was talking about. - My father of course... okay, he had a medical appointment, he's going to need some tests. -Do you want to talk about what my friend said? I don't want there to be any misunderstanding between us. Leonor, we are starting over, I can't start over if I keep distrusting you, if I keep