CHAPTER 13

Complains Rúbia, at the end of another intense day at city hall alongside her husband Bruce, who normally goes there and sits most of the time, reading a book. “You don't even remotely have what this role requires to make things work, Bruce. Do you notice that people come here to talk about their problems and end up looking at me?”

“I'm here for you, you are the protagonist of the story of my life. I’m the supporting character and everything and everyone is just extras and scenery!” Romanticize him.

“My father always told me that human beings have a tendency towards imbalance” mentions Rúbia in a critical tone “how foolish I was, and I believe the people before me were too, to believe that you would be able to handle such a responsibility!” She concludes, completely upset, speaking loudly.

As she packs a pile of documents to take home, she looks at her husband with contempt when she realizes that another day is ending and he is carefree, sucking on a lollipop with a romance book in ha