- I think he has someone else, - Ritka whispers to me while her husband brings us coffee. I look away. It becomes unbearably awkward and shameful...
- You said you don’t care if a woman appears in his life. And after all, my ex-husband is…
- Well, I said that... It’s just that something serious is going on here. I’ve never seen him like this...
- Like what? - I ask, completely focused. It becomes terribly interesting how her ex-husband could have changed because of our sex..
- He looks satisfied. As if he finally found in life what he’d been looking for for so long… Well, whatever. That trash is going to move aside. I’m going to marry my ex-husband again.