Chapter 93

• Amaya
• I simply waited without much expectation and was aware that we needed to, to some extent, separate our responsibilities. Of course, some of them were interconnected, but it was more a matter of perception than anything else. At least, that's how I saw it.
• My husband always liked to have some sort of nice interaction with me, he would sometimes send me sweets, other times he would send flowers, order food to have my favorite dishes delivered, or take me to restaurants I had never been to before. There were so many restaurants in the city.