My Sister's Boyfriend

- No! Of course. It's just... I have to tell you something, which I've been putting off for a long time. But I was... scared, because... It wasn't important. Actually, it's not important. Just... I love you, Malu. I really love you, believe me. He grabbed me by the shoulders and I freed myself, taking two steps back. - You are scarring me! Igor... Can you explain to me what's happening? - My heart accelerated and anguish began to take over me.

- Igor! - Someone shouted in the distance. I saw an excited girl walking in front of Pablo, who seemed to want to stop her. She was very pretty. At Igor's age, his hair was black, straight and long. She had a smile on her delicate face and, when she got close, she hugged Igor tightly. - I missed you so much! I'm so, so sorry... For everything. I was an idiot, but I don't want to be away from you anymore. So I came to surprise you and get this stupid time over with. I missed you so much; love...

Then to my surprise she tried to kiss him. Igor pushed her away and I stood there, mouth open. Static. Not knowing what to do. Trying to find my breath and my heartbeat. I took two steps back, bumping into Pablo behind me, who had appeared out of nowhere.

- Who is this, Igor? - The girl asked, finally noticing me and looking surprised. Still holding both of Igor's hands, and analyzing me, confused. Igor didn't speak and I was afraid of his answer. Filling myself with courage I asked: - Who are you?

-I'm Mónica, Igor's girlfriend.

I felt my head spin a little and I braced my feet so I wouldn't trip, my breathing stopping for a few moments. I tried to fit his sentences into my head, transform them into something that made sense, but it was impossible. I looked at her, seeing her expression also confused by my reaction. I turned my gaze to Igor, who looked distressed as he looked at me. Her guilty expression proved to me that she was right, but I couldn't believe it, I didn't want to. Mônica continued to look at me, her expression now becoming suspicious.

-Girlfriend? - I looked at her and she nodded, also confused by my reaction. My voice sounded shaky, lost, like me. - From Igor?