PART 2
Rodrigo tried to speak, but his voice got stuck.
Valeria squeezed his arm tighter, furious that he didn’t obey.
—What are you waiting for? —he spat—. Call security. This employee attacked me first. I want them to drag her out.
Mariana wiped a drop of coffee from her sleeve and looked at everyone present.
—Curious —he said calmly—. A minute ago you screamed that that cup belonged to your husband.
The entire cafeteria tightened.
Valeria frowned.
—AND?
Mariana took a step towards her.
—So we have a problem, Valeria. Because Rodrigo Aranda’s only registered legal marriage is with me.
The silence broke into fierce murmurs.
A practitioner dropped his glass. A manager covered her mouth. Two vice presidents looked down as if the tables had become fascinating. Valeria blinked several times, unable to process the sentence.
Rodrigo took her elbow.
—Enough —whispered—. Let’s go.
—Why are you talking to him like that? —Valeria demanded—. Who do you think?
