“Flávio”

I left the apartment as quickly as possible; I didn't want my little one to be disturbed. I was furious. Who did that crazy woman think she was, confronting me like that? My urge to shoot her in the face and dispose of her body was almost uncontrollable.

I left through the building's entrance and found her in the middle of the sidewalk. I grabbed her by the elbow and dragged her to the corner. I was blinded by rage; I might have thrown her under the first car that passed by. This woman was already driving me crazy.

"What the hell are you doing here, Sabrina?" I gathered all the little control I still had to avoid killing her and screaming there in the middle of the street.

"What do you think?" She looked at me cynically, and I had to count to ten to avoid strangling her.

"Sabrina, we made a deal," I reminded her; I could barely speak from so much anger.

"Yes, we did, but I changed my mind." "I'm not going to give you a month to set a trap for me." – She spoke calmly, as if sh