Chapter 58

The wind of the cold night caused Daniel's coat still on my shoulders to shake completely, almost falling to the ground.

Even so, I set myself in motion, very bothered by the expression I saw on the face of Edward and his stupid ex-girlfriend. She was already in his car, but Edward stopped for a moment to smoke a cigarette.

Although I'm always suspicious, I couldn't tell if I've ever noticed him smoking. It wasn't something very beautiful.

He did it to try to relieve stress and anger, and his fingers trembled when holding the cigarette.

He brought with such haste and anger, that the smoke barely had time to spiral into the heavens by the force of the wind and its inhalations.

He was on his back, but walking from one side to the other, spreading smoke and anger wherever he went.

Of course, it wasn't the cigarette's fault. Of course, the stones he kicked hard on the sidewalk were not to blame. I had it. He had it. But none of the culprits were reall