Although Marcos was upset and had taken the decision not to go looking for her, there was a huge difference between saying it and doing it, one because that bed looked like a desert without his wife, and not precisely because it was hot, but because it was lonely, besides, as time went by it did not seem so serious that he had destroyed her clothes, if that was his way of releasing his anger, what did it matter, anyway that was something he could recover, he thought, got out of bed, got dressed