"Then describe the person to me."
A lady with glasses and short hair spoke as she took her pen and arranged her notepad on her legs, she quickly raised her ears catching every word of the man in front of her.
"She is like a sun, dazzling and charming, every time she looked at me with her amber eyes I felt it took my breath away, my heart trembled by her presence, her hands are rough, not like a woman who cares about her looks and above all her temperament is..."
"Yes, how is her temperament?"
The doctor continued to ask without noticing that the man's face was turning black with the passage of time, pen on paper rattled in the spacious room. The man did not speak immediately as if he had difficulty continuing but after a while he spoke in exaltation.
"I hate her!!! She's a fucking madwoman!"
"Hey!"
The doctor did not expect such a strong reaction, what she thought would be a love story ended in something that left her speechless.
Three days later...
In the middle of the room's living room, the doctor arranged her pad as she prepared to write.
"Then describe the person to me."
"He's handsome..."
"¿Y?"
The doctor looked up waiting for her to continue. After a few minutes a satisfied smile graced the woman's face.
"I like to make him cry."
"Trash!"
The doctor's pen snapped.