My Sister's Boyfriend

"Are you sure he's the 'right guy"?"

-Clear! Do you think I'd be that immature to pick the 'wrong guy'?" her irony was almost to the point of being aggressive, but I ignored it. I even smiled, it was a sign that the right Malu, not the right one who stuck to herself and tried to show herself more controlled than she wanted and was, was appearing.

"How can you be sure?"

-Look... I chose him to be the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. That's if divorce doesn't interfere; I have to be realistic, don't I? But seriously... I can't think of anyone... A better person than Victor. He's fantastic. "Right, irony, one of those who have had only one woman in their lives?" I saw Malu's annoyed grimace and smiled at her.

"He's a one-woman womanizer. Me.

"Do you love him?" I don't know why I asked the question, nor did I want to, but I did. I didn't want the answer, but at the same time I had to do it. It was contradictory. Malu didn't even hesitate to answer. - Amo, amo sim.

I took a deep breath. In the last few days he had promised to respect her opinion. After all we had changed, I had to get to know her and make her believe in me, believe that I still wanted her and could be good to her. We were friends before, we had a friendship, so why not rebuild it? I just... I couldn't do without it. Although hearing that I loved another man made me filled with anguish, anger, and jealousy. I tried to calm down. I took a sip of my drink in one sitting, keeping the pose serene.

-Legal. I murmured ironically and she smiled.

"And you, going out with someone?"

-No.

"But it did.

"From time to time. Something very occasional.

-Clear... Too many girlfriends?

"No, not really. I don't get along very well with girlfriends, or would it be better to say with the end of relationships? In the end, they always end up hating me.

- Or getting pregnant. I grimaced at her sarcastic tone

"I didn't know you had so much resentment about it.

"It's not grudge, it's just... Forget it. After a pause, she took two big sips of beer and I just watched her. -So... Are you running away from relationships?

"I wouldn't say running away. I just have traumas with girlfriends. Only one that lasted about 6 months, when Eduardo was two years old. It didn't work out, he got a bit attached to it and it took him a while to get used to it. I felt bad, I didn't love her, I knew I wouldn't last long, and yet I was stupid enough to make a wrong decision of mine hurt my son. I promised I wouldn't let another woman get close to me and him if I wasn't really going to stay. I promised that I wouldn't hurt Eduardo because of my idiocy. Unfortunately, the girls I go out with don't understand, they have a certain obsession with getting to know Eduardo, full of sympathy, as if they were crazy to play stepmother and think that way they will form a happy and idealized family. Eduardo doesn't like falsehood and in a few weeks there go my courtships, which didn't even manage to reach that title, I think.

She looked at Eduardo and I followed her gaze. He now shared the toy with a classmate, he had seen him play a few times together at school. He smiled slightly as he played, pulling out the toy to see the screen from time to time. They both laughed now, I didn't notice I was smiling until Malu muttered under her breath.

"You're proud of him.

"Who wouldn't?"

"You're right... He's fantastic. She became thoughtful.

"What's wrong?"

"Sometimes I find myself thinking... I found myself thinking about the truth, how did it happen?

"What happened?"

-Eduardo! Know... It happened..." she gave me a speculative look.

-Oh!

"I know it's embarrassing, I just got curious and... She blushed, now shaking her sneakers nervously. I smiled slightly. "It's none of my business.

"Maybe it's your business. But something tells me you won't want to hear it.

"I don't care about the past anymore.

"Then why did you ask?"

-Inquisitiveness!

"Nothing a woman asks is just out of curiosity. If it was just out of curiosity, you'd go after Ceci. If it hasn't already been... Unless you want to know my opinion about the act itself. I controlled my laughter when I saw his red face. - I didn't go after Cecilia! You're so arrogant! You know what? Forget it...

"Okay, it's no longer here who spoke. We were silent for almost a minute.

"I just don't understand what's wrong with telling me, aren't we here pretending we like each other's faces?"

"Want more beer?" I tried to roll it up like she did before and she even smiled at my attempt, her smile fading and taking on an air of disappointment.

- Right, Igor... You don't want to talk. I stared at his disappointed face and took a deep breath. Closing my eyes, what couldn't this woman get out of me?