Chapter 21. Hard to Believe

Murilo

When the waiter came to our table, interrupting what Virginia was about to tell me, I was annoyed because what she intended to tell me seemed to be something important.

When I realized that she had placed an order and was about to eat during our conversation, which seemed to have a different importance than what I had imagined, I was confused, not being able to understand how she could simply make a meal at that hour, even more so with me watching her and when it was she who had asked to advance our meeting.

But when I saw how she picked up the cutlery, seeming to almost lick her lips with such a desire to eat that blessed lasagna, the strangeness increased, and I remembered a scene in the soap opera that Aquiles was watching the night before, very similar to the present moment, where the woman was pregnant and eating uncontrollably.

The way Virginia was looking at the lasagna in front of her brought me to the scene and, upon her state