Raw truth

—Could you stop seeing me? —I ask, it's not that I show my nakedness with the bathrobe, anyway his intense eye makes me nervous.

—If you show up like that, don't demand that I look away. —justifies so daring.

—I forgot my clothes, that's all. —I let the air out loudly.

"Let's get this over with," I hear him say, only later do I realize that he came to me, then as I rummage through my things he takes my arm without a vestige of delicacy.

I want to complain, but Silvain has already dared to untie the bathrobe, revealing my secret; No matter how much I struggled, he is stronger than me and nothing covers my nakedness anymore. Ashamed and completely overwhelmed by his audacity, I fell to the ground, covering my face and crying. It is degrading, an unacceptable act on their part.

—You're an idiot.

—How long would you keep it hidden from me?! The discomfort, the clothes, your bipolar behavior, do you think I'm an idiot?

—Stop yelling at me! —I exclaim loudly, still in the breakup