Author's POV
one week later ...
Monterey, Mexico, at 5 p.m
Irina began to worry about her financial condition because Ferdinand had not found a job. She had tried to refrain from shopping for expensive items because she was afraid of running out of money. the secretly married woman has nothing to do but stay at home playing on her cell phone while waiting for her husband who is constantly looking for work.
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Irina immediately got up from the living room couch and saw Ferdinand coming with a listless expression. She welcomed her husband, and immediately took the black jacket that hung in his right hand.
"I didn't make it," said Ferdinand.
"You mean... you're not accepted anymore?" asked Irina worriedly.
Ferdinand walked towards the couch, then threw his body there. he paused, looking at Irina who was approaching him.
"I don't know... Why is it so hard to get a job in this town?"
