"Hello? Maria João?"
My heart sank to my feet, my hands balling into fists. Through clenched teeth I tried to make my trembeling voice as polite as possible.
"No. You've got the wrong number."
"Oh, sorry. Must have typed it wrong. Bye."
Even though the call had ended I still held the phone to my ear. How is this possible? How can anyone be that way? Not a single word for three entire months just to call me and say it was a mistake...
Is that all I am to him?


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