New Year's Eve

The music was playing far away, the family was toasting downstairs, and I was still sitting on the bed, not understanding when his kisses had stopped being a game.

Matías was burying himself in me slowly while I tried not to make a sound. Then I heard the door open and knew she’d come back earlier than expected.

I went up to the hotel wearing a red lace set under the dress he still hadn’t seen. We’d been waiting seven months for that moment.

She wore fishnet stockings and a black skirt. I stood two meters away playing the stranger while he devoured her with his eyes from the floor.

I went up to the room with my heart in my throat and a red lace set beneath my dress. Diego was no longer just a voice on the phone.