What are you scheming, Mariano?

After much time wasted in the bathtub wallowing in my thoughts, I finally made it out and back into the room, with the towel tied around my body from my breast down to my thighs, I picked up the phone and decided to play the recordings.

I still was in doubt. Listening to it again, I sat down on the bed side and played each one after the other.

It took a long while, about an hour just listening to all the recordings. My ears ached so much as I was in shock and could not believe what I just heard.

“Did I really say all of this?” I pondered in disbelief.

Deep in thoughts, I heard the chatting of voices and footsteps as they approached the door. I realized I wasn’t dressed up yet as I spent my time on the phone listening to the recordings. In haste, I hurried over the wardrobe as I picked up a gown to put on.

The doors of the room opened up and Mariano walked in. I stood still and watched him appear before me again, as usual he had a red stain on his white inner sleeve which he had put