After the exams that the doctors at that clinic gave each of us, we left that place, got into the car and returned to Harris's house. We entered, both of us heading to the living room, I sat on the sofa while Harris poured some of the Whiskey that he had on the bar cabinet in the living room into a glass, and he then sat down next to me.

"If we get married this afternoon, I suppose you'll want little Cintia to attend our wedding," I told him.

- Of course yes, she has already left my daughter's clothes at the nursery, so they can prepare them - he...