Dante

The night passes with conversations, drinks and more drinks. I had already decided not to drink much, but for an occasion like this, I can make an exception. Well in the intoxication, I check my phone to see if I have received a reply from my wife. In fact, there are two messages. I didn't hear them coming in the middle of all the noise. I open the first message he sent.

I hope the days pass quickly.

I'm also dying to see you and for you to kiss me the way only you know how to.

I wish to have her here with me.

I open the following message.

Did you fall asleep? Well, rest up, since you're traveling tomorrow.

Since I did not reply to his first message, he assumed that I had fallen asleep, but I am more awake than before, before drinking almost two bottles of whiskey.

No, beautiful, I'm still awake, I just didn't hear the sound of my phone.

A minute passes before she responds.

Well, you should be. Aren't you leaving early tomorrow?

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