A week later, Lina was resting her head on Raymond’s lap, her leg stretched out on the long sofa that perfectly accommodated her length, while Raymond was seated, one hand caressing his wife’s hair, the other scrolling through his phone screen as they enjoyed the cool breeze of the lounge.

Lina was reading a book she had taken from Raymond’s study yesterday. It is about finances.

“Babe, I don’t think I quite understand this Spanish finance book. Can you elaborate more on what the writer is trying to prove here?” Lina pointed to a paragraph with her index finger, her head still resting on Raymond’s lap.

Raymond took his gaze...