Lawrence

lourenzo: "holy shit, this is fucking expensive!" lorenzo complained.

We were buying a maternity bag for Elis, our baby. The total cost of the bags was R$1,000,300, really expensive, but it was the best thing for our daughter.

Me, Daniella: “But it’s the best for our daughter.” Elis, our baby that I had 2 months left to give birth to.

"Take this shit and pay for it then." He handed me the debit card, irritated.

Me, Daniella: “If it was going to make me feel embarrassed, it would have been better if I had waited, saved up money and bought it.” I grumbled and he ignored me, going outside and getting into the car, waiting for me.

When we got home, he took the bags and put them in our baby's room and went to our bedroom, but I preferred to stay in the living room. I was irritated with him and he was even more irritated with me.

Lourenzo: “You’re seeing things where there aren’t any, my dear.” He pulled me by the waist.

Me, Daniella: “Okay, Lourenzo. I won’t get mad. But the day I get to your barber’s and see that bitch hitting on you…”

"it won't amount to anything."