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I'm not messy. I'm a good son, he said it himself. And please, man, I'm 25 years old. Who gets married at 25? This is the beginning of life. But it was his last request, Tina said when I told he

toria. Stop worrying. I get up from the sofa and go to the window, pulling the curtain a little and watching the activity on the street. I don't think he'll find me here, in a place so full of people. And I'm no longer recognizable. Now I have brown hair, not black. Apparently, I'm thinner too, as I'm having to buy new clothes in smaller sizes. The cause of this? Probably the days I spent eating soup to save money for the rent on the new house: in another neighborhood, far away from it, trying to feel free again. And I also got two tattoos. On the left thigh and another on the right shoulder. I'm no longer the Victoria I was months ago. Months in which I was still close to him, in that relationship that suddenly became suffocating. I suffocate. And that's all we had, that's what I realized later. When I met Jacob that rainy morning at a bus stop before going to work and he offered me company under his umbrella, I could not have imagined that this man would later be so inconvenient, with distorted ideas. I thought about refusing the offer to be with him escaping the rain, after all, he was an unknown man at a bus stop. There was only him. And me. I also tried to take into account that he looked strange. I don't know if it was his appearance, his look, the combination of the two with emphasis on that cap he was wearing and which made a statement together with the large and apparently heavy jacket that covered his body. But, at first, he didn't give an impression of comfort being around him. Then I remembered that my mother was the one who used to judge people by their appearance and I ignored that – my instincts. I went under his umbrella and we started talking. Jacob didn't seem very friendly at first. He told me to be careful when I stepped on his sneakers, to stay still so he didn't get too wet and to stop rubbing his arm too much, which bothered him. That was very uncomfortable and I made any excuse, going to the other spot