I'm alone at Tiago's house. I eat something I find in the kitchen and watch TV, not the newspapers, which must definitely be talking about my case. The gay suspect of killing his lover. I watch movies, yes, a lot. Until I fall asleep. When I wake up, it's night, I go to the kitchen, to the balcony, to the bedroom. No, he's not at home. Tiago didn't come back.
I feel really bad about it, not because I need it. I even liked that he left me alone, I relaxed a little. I felt in control of my destiny again. What makes me feel bad is that it seems like he didn't come back because I was at his house. Which makes me think that everything is not well between us. He was just being nice to me. I pick up my cell phone and see a message from him: Unfortunately I had to travel to the interior, I'll be back tomorrow afternoon.