Martina
I spend the afternoon walking in the garden. Then, I return to my room, open one of the design books I brought, and decide to start drawing dresses that come to my mind.
It's something I'm very passionate about and enjoy doing. When night falls, I set it aside for a moment.
All this time, I've been avoiding Margot and Tamara; I don't like being near them. Vero is very busy, and Darling seems to be absent.
I feel like I have a lot of free time, although I know that when my little ones arrive, I'll be very busy. I reach the living room of the house, looking at something on a huge TV screen that comes down from the ceiling; then I hear a car arrive. I bite my lip.
After what happened this morning, I don't know what to do, and the idea of making love with him has been circling
