C15

Romario wore his messy clothes and messy hair, he looked sexier that way, but in the same way I also liked to see him with his hairdo, I could tell he had a pretty angry face and I knew that I had been to blame for all this mess, I think life was conspiring so that when I had hopes...she herself would take them away from me.

—Marga, come—he took my hand to lead us to the second floor, I thought the first thing he would tell me is that he was fired or something, I guess it was the first time that a party of his had turned into a scandal.

From the way we were walking it looked like he was desperate.

"Sit here please," he pointed to a very comfortable black sofa. Meanwhile, he took off his jacket, leaving only the white shirt he was wearing inside and even the shirt had a little dirt on it.

I breathed slowly and I was expecting all kinds of signaling to come.

"In the first place," he settled into another chair that was in front of me, "don't think that, because of what just happened, I'm