Six

I am still seated with Aurora.

She is seated by my side on a chair near the bed as I ask her some questions.

“How did you meet Zente in the first place, I don’t think he would have just approached you to make you commit such a crime if you didn’t have an existing relationship in the first place,” I reason.

She nods at me agreeably.

“You are right, I knew Zente way before he made that request of me,” She agrees.

“I met him twenty five years ago, you weren’t born yet, I was still a nurse in a big hospital back then, I used to be married,” She pauses as sadness fills her eyes.

“Used to?” I ask her, I observe her fingers, there are no wedding rings on her fingers. Not even the band mark from wearing a wedding ring and removing it.

She must have been married a really long time ago.

“Yes, I was married, my husband is late now,” She says sadly.

But I don’t feel bad for her.

And I cannot pretend so I stay silent, watching her.

“Zente was the bar owner back then, where my husband used to go a