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Solitude was something Mia cherished in that house, a place that always seemed crowded with people who watched her every move, waiting for her to make a mistake so they could report it to Nicolas. Meanwhile, fury consumed him. He longed for the right to barge into the bathroom and take a shower with his wife, but it wasn't possible. She would kick him out, so he retreated to the garden, as far away as he could, to contain his rage.

"I brought you more coffee," Ana resumed her duties as a secretary swiftly. By the end of the first week, Nicolas hardly spoke to anyone.

"Don't you want to join me?" Nicolas sought to regain control of his life after a week of alcohol and solitude.

"You already have your wife for that."

"Please, Ana, have a seat."

"I'm sure your wife will get angry."

"Just sit down," Nicolas's tone was much calmer than the one he used with his wife. "Being married doesn't mean we can't be friends."

"You could have at least told me."

"It was all over the news, Ana. You coul
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