As was usual, you had gone out to the city with Arsail so that the neighbors and friends would really believe that you had a wife, but each time you noticed how your fake wife looked happier, how she really tried to do her part in this 'relationship' even if you are not really married.

By chance you came across one co-worker (a fellow spy) and you began to talk to her with confidence, as if you had known her all your life, while she flirtatiously touched you... right in front of me.

I felt small, I looked down trying to ignore your interaction with the other woman, I didn't want to say anything that would make me seem like a jealous wife.

When you left your partner and continued walking, I no longer acted the same, I just kept my eyes down, as if I was trying not to cry.

"I..." but I preferred to remain silent, lowering my head again

everything was so humiliating for me, I felt like I had been trampled on.