Chapter 45

• A month had passed since the visit of Amelia's mother to Maximiliano's house, the grandfather had behaved "normally", although the occasional questions that wanted to set a trap for the woman, did not stop, something told Amelia that she would not stop until all that farce continued.
• Night had fallen, the days were becoming more and more particular, her insomnia had not slowed down, much less would it do so as long as she continued to sleep with him.
• Like every other night, after promising Amelia that he would control her movements while she slept, Maximiliano found himself hugging the woman as she slept, his face pressed against hers.