I had my slap

Carmen had been on the plane for a while and it was completely cold between Modesto and her. She had hoped that the latter would deign to listen to her as she had asked him but he had decided to believe in what he wanted even though it was false. She hadn't done anything, nor had she asked these two men to be in the same place as her. She was already fed up with these really weird behaviors that were starting to annoy her. She could have cared less about how he felt but she wasn't like that and she wanted toat all costs talk to him. She felt fatigue and sleep overtaking her. When they were flying to Seattle, Modesto had watched over her while she was sleeping and she had just woken up in their hotel room but now she couldn't try to fall asleep because otherwise she might- be waking up somewhere other than Madrid. It was really strange the situation she was experiencing with this man who she believed to be understanding. She had had enough.