Donovan Satton

At 16, you saw your sister slide her hand under Donovan Satton's shirt, her fingers tracing the lines of his abdomen. With his shirt half-unbuttoned, he let her do it without the slightest hesitation. At 19, Donovan Satton married Tigo. It was a family arrangement, not a love match, but everyone knew it. Even though you wore his ring, he could never forget the sister he was so passionately involved with. So you asked for a divorce. He remained silent for a while before signing the papers, and then, in a full voice, he said, " If you ever need help, just say so." At 23, I returned to attend his wedding to my brother, Sofia. That day, you remembered the words your mother said the day you divorced: "Now that you're divorced, don't count so many. That marriage belonged to your sister, and she wouldn't have gone to school. They brought you here to study. You would never have been in that marriage."

Your sister and Donovan were the couple of the century, the one everyone envied. You found yourself there after three years because your parents and your sister had hired you to attend your sister's wedding to Donovan. The day you finally arrived at your parents' house was sunny. You had just crossed the threshold with your suitcase when Sofia rushed out. She was only wearing a thin nightgown, and behind her was Donovan, who followed in his shoes. At that moment, you and Donovan exchanged glances. It was the first time you had seen each other in three years, since the divorce. To maintain etiquette, you gave a small greeting, and he responded, tightening his gaze. Then Sofia said, "You're busy. How about we go try on the dresses tomorrow?" You said, " No, I'm busy tomorrow." Before Sofia could say another word, you left and said, "Tell Dad and Mom that I'll be busy the next few days until the engagement." When you finally left, Donovan approached in a car and said, "Get in." who is very difficult to find a