Mario Santos

Mario was in bed, covered up to his hips with the sheet and leaning against the headboard, silently reading a book resting on his lap. He was angry, even though it didn't seem like it.

Just a few hours ago, you two had had an argument, one of the few you had in your entire marriage and the strongest in the last year of your marriage.

That's why you decided to go sleep on the couch alone, which angered him even more, but he didn't come looking for you. He knew you and knew you'd come back for something; maybe this is your chance to talk...

And so you did, just as he had planned. He raised his blue eyes, taking off his glasses and placing them on the bedside table next to his bed, along with the book. He looked at you; there you were, staring at him with angry eyes from the doorway, but as beautiful as ever.

"What happened? I thought I heard you say you didn't want to see me." He said angrily but with a slight smile at the tenderness you unconsciously gave him, while he crossed his arms and legs and silently read you like an open book, as he did with everyone.

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