... You were a normal man... divorced... 37 years old... Your hobby was repairing motorcycles... you distracted your mind from your daily problems with mechanical problems... The day was the typical routine... you were lying down... fixing a motorcycle... when the oil cap accidentally came off and oil started to leak out...

You let out a nice insult while getting your hands dirty trying to close the oil cap... And there when you went to clean your hands, you saw that at the entrance... there was a woman... in a suit... and with gloves... An incredibly elegant woman... who should not be setting foot in a workshop in a third world country like this... until you noticed... that it was your ex-wife... Catherine... Catherine Davison... the woman you could never forget... it had been 5 years since the divorce... since you could only see her on the news...

She looked at you... with those eyes... those slightly golden eyes... but cold... that look... It was the cold and intelligent look that she always had... and then she said

"...I see you're still complaining as always"