The Laws of Love

Chapter 4

“Look... I already had everything discussed with Mr. Harris. He only had to give him a piece of documentation, sign, and the story would end there. The only thing left to close were the rates.

“I was asking about life insurance for a woman with a chronic illness. I know it's going to be very expensive, especially after a relapse, but I want my parents to get some benefit out of…” She shook her head. The normal thing is that the money goes to the husband or the children. I don't have one thing or the other, so I talked to Allen so that my mother and sister would be the ones to collect the equivalent of the insurance. I've also heard that people on my cases can't buy insurance, but I've had one since I was twenty and I think it's unfair to revoke it now.

"Enough information".

Much more than enough to tell Moore, even if she didn't know yet how that might affect him. She could ask, find out what the disease was, why she was hiding it from her boss and best friend”it was even rumored that there was romantic interest involved”but she found that she didn't want to use her as a trap. If he insisted, it would be to satisfy his doubts, to get to know her, and he shouldn't care what happened to that woman. I wasn't into her vibe nor would I ever see her again.

So that...

“Perfect. I'll let Allen know so he can call you this afternoon,” he replied calmly. She was looking back at him blankly. You are a different case. Special. We had to reach an agreement to decide whether or not to make you sign. With my approval you will have your insurance.

Yuri smiled with relief, although she didn't miss that the gesture didn't light up her eyes.

“Thank you. Please use my personal phone number to contact me, not the office phone number. The calls are usually recorded and I don't want anyone to know that I trust so little in... it doesn't matter. Thanks again. And I'm sorry I locked you up,” he added with a fresh boyish laugh. He pushed open the door, looked this way and that, and gestured for her to come out. Will we see each other some other time?

Marc opened his mouth before thinking. He also closed it long before saying anything stupid.

"Believe me, at some point in the day you will have decided that you don't want to cross paths with me again."

She was betting that they would call her before lunch or at that very moment, and her reaction would be to condemn the impostor.

She didn't get it. Nor was it necessary.

"Is it your birthday today?" he inquired. I heard you're having a party.

He saw her smile secretly, more for his ponytail than to charm him, she did it anyway.

“Something like that.

“Congratulations.

"He doesn't even know what I'm celebrating."

“A woman like you doesn't need excuses to celebrate herself.

Unable to resist, he moved a little closer and erased the line of sugar on her lip with his thumb. He glanced at the yolk, then at her who had blushed again, and finally popped it into her mouth.

Yuri looked at him in shock.

"There's too much sweet, but I like it that way."

“Thank you very much for accompanying me, Yvonne. I don't know how I would have handled this journey with Roberto.

At some point in the day, the hurried click of her heels against the sidewalk would make her ears ring. Continuous and unpleasant sounds like that did not help her reduce stress, and her obsession with arriving on time after a nasty surge of traffic, even less. His secretary voluntarily exposed herself to the plane of inferiority, refused to walk by her side; By the nose I had to do it with a difference of three steps.

"You could not have done it, you would have told him you're not interested." But of course... you don't know how to say no.

"The problem isn't that I have trouble rejecting men, it's that I don't know how to explain my rapid loss of interest." How do I explain to him that I most likely never liked him, and that I convinced myself that he was the perfect man because I'm dying to find him? You can't tell someone that kind of truth and expect them to react well. And I have no right to make your day bitter.

"It wouldn't be your problem if he took it badly." You know? You don't have to take charge of the feelings of others. If you don't like Roberto, you don't have to go around anymore.

“But it was so…hasty. I had dinner with him last night and today I already feel violent towards him.

Yuri stopped before the revolving door of the building. He looked at Yvonne with a disappointed face.

“What's my problem? I've lost count of all the times something like this has happened to me. I get disillusioned so quickly that it's hard for me to know if I was ever delusional. That's not fair. I am the most romantic person in the world, Yvonne. I know the lines from Nora Ephron movies, I cried when Brangelina broke up, and I've been my parents' matchmaker since I was eleven.

She hit the wall with her bag, a Nivea ball”sized monstrosity. It was more effective as a weapon than an Apache helicopter, and if not, ask the pigs who called it dirty on the street.

"I'm the bloody Cupid!" he exclaimed. Why then is there no love for me? He had Psyche, and the closest thing I'll find to that will be a psychiatrist. Anyway, at least there is a common lexical root in all this. Very poetic.

"Maybe it's because you're looking for it too much." He stopped the door that would have kept spinning indefinitely and held it for Yuri to pass through. They say that things are only found when you stop looking for them.

“Seek? If I do not look for anything! Can't you see that I don't have time to fall in love and I live stressed? It's not even eight in the morning and I already have the schedule for the next two months.

"Then it must be because of that." Or by the circle in which you move. You're always dealing with divorces, Kiko. Don't you think it could have affected you without you realizing it?