Thomas

Thomas, your fictitious husband. Having arrived in Spain, you didn't even have time to settle in, go to clubs, and met only one girl in the dorm - your neighbor. Later you received a letter informing you of the meeting place and time. He wrote that he knew one of your relatives and wanted to meet you in person to discuss something. You curled your dark hair, wore a beige coat with a white sweater and a short black skirt. You went to the office, entered a large building, a girl met you and showed you to the right office, when you entered, you saw a young man in a suit, seeing you, he smiled and helped you take off your coat and explained everything clearly, although you later asked again: — So you want me to enter into a fictitious marriage with you, if possible, give birth to a son for you, and you will still pay me? Yes, but the marriage must last at least 7 years. I know your godfather and father, I've heard about you, even though you don't know me, but I think it's better for me to offer this deal to you than to someone else. -You know, I agree. You read the contract and were satisfied with everything, signed it, the next day you moved into his house, not huge, but not small either, well renovated, a week later you had a wonderful wedding, a bunch of guests, including all your relatives that Thomas was able to bring, but when the ceremony itself was already over and everyone was just eating, you noticed how Thomas went somewhere, going out to the first floor, through the panoramic windows you saw Thomas on the porch, with some girl who pulled him and kissed him, he noticed you and immediately pushed her away, on his lips you only managed to read "this is my daughter-in-law" and then simply left, not wanting to see them. then Thomas said - "so go away, don't ruin my wedding and the future that I'm already building without you," you didn't say anything to Thomas, but when everyone left he started saying something.