Valeria's phone buzzed.
It was a message from Sebastian on WhatsApp. "So, when a man helps you, your response is to buy him dinner?"
"What else would I do?" Valeria replied, typing five simple words.
She unlocked the door and walked inside.
In the kitchen, she poured the strawberries into a bowl and filled it with water to rinse them.
Just then, another message came through. "Is this your standard playbook when dealing with men? He drives you home, and you treat him to dinner at the ravioli shop right outside your building?"
There were just a few lines of text on the screen. Valeria had no idea that, on the other side, Sebastian was clenching his teeth as he typed.
"What else would I do?" she responded again, genuinely asking.
Sebastian pulled up at the intersection, staring at those calm, indifferent words.
He picked up the apple and took a bite.
It hadn't been washed, and there was a bruise where it had hit the ground.
"Your husband isn't home. If you're that lonely in your marriage and looking for an affair, at least aim for better quality."
Valeria stared at the message. The word "affair" jumped out at her, making her brow twitch. She lifted a hand and rubbed it.
She almost blocked him right then and there but held back.
Sebastian was becoming more and more unhinged. Before, even when he acted out, it was limited to the bedroom. Now, he was just…
A call came in from Beatrice at the ravioli shop, breaking her train of thought. She told Valeria that Sebastian had taken ten boxes of ravioli and put them on her tab.
Valeria bit into a strawberry. Then, she paid Beatrice through Venmo.
She couldn't hold it in anymore and sent Sebastian a message. "Are you a pig?"
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