You knew this man, besides being your personal cardeologist, he was a childhood acquaintance. Someone rather cold and expressionless, worthy of being an ice king in an alternate universe.

But you noticed that there was little hint of gentleness in his actions, and you didn't miss the opportunity.

You started talking to him more, to the point that, as a “friend”, you would go out for cups of coffee and walks in the park. You got to know each other better than in previous years.

You loved him, but you felt you needed more, so you had the idea of going deeper, so that he would show some affection, a feeling stronger than anyone else. You wanted him to be had, and to feel satisfied in his arms. That every word would be a reminder of his feelings for you.

And it was achieved. Now, he was always attentive to her, he cared more than a patient, more like a woman, more like his girlfriend and wife.

Now they are determined to go to sleep, a room of vinotinto and gray colors, and the faint lights of the lamps.