Then I pulled two suitcases out of the closet.
I put them by the kitchen table.
Mihai came down by seven.
— Good morning…
It was stopping.
His eyes fell on the suitcases.
Then on the documents on the table.
- What’s this?
I continued my coffee.
-
I’m getting informed.
-
About what?
“About what happens if our relationship doesn’t work anymore and everyone wants to be able to leave without the “circulation of a divorce.”
The color was missing from his cheeks.
Laura, what the hell?
- These are your words.
There was a discussion about marriage.
- I know.
I pushed a sheet at him.
And you helped me understand something.
- What?
“That for ten years I treated our relationship as a marriage, and you treated it as an arrangement that you want to be able to get out of.
I didn’t say that!
I looked at him.
You said that.
Mihai pulled a chair.
