It was late at night, and after their intense moment of passion, Samson and Gloria had fallen asleep, each immersed in a nearly deep slumber. Gloria, struck by a strange insomnia, opened her eyes. Turning slightly, she gazed at Samson's sleeping face, feeling a mixture of perplexity and disbelief.
For months, Samson had seemed to have no desire for her. And suddenly, that evening, he had been more attentive. Why now? Gloria sighed, searching for answers in the silence of the room. She gently got up, tiptoeing to the bathroom. She stood before the mirror for a moment, lost in her thoughts, before returning to the bedroom. She discreetly grabbed her phone, opened the door, and slipped into the living room, where she collapsed on the couch, lost in her thoughts.
Her mind was restless, full of doubts and questions. She murmured to herself, trying to understand.