Funeral

What to do when your husband was speaking with his mistress over the phone?

There had to be a goddamn course for that, with Eve winning an award in the department of awkwardness.

She pushed herself off the wall seconds into that call, and made herself busy doing the most irrelevant things.

Like arranging the clothes in the closet and then picking up her phone to browse what she didn't even need.

Somehow when that call ended and Alessandro turned to her, she had found herself on YouTube browsing salsa moves.

"It's her father, he just died."

Eve looked up when she heard those words, and met the eyes of Alessandro in mixed emotions.

"I'm so sorry." Eve muttered, taking his palm in hers instinctively.

Alessandro looked confused and lost for a moment, staring into space.

It was Eve who broke the silence. "Were you close?"

He inhaled deeply before he answered, "yeah, we were. Lydia and I were childhood friends, I used to spend a good part of my time with him. He taught me how to play che