Fabio thought that their journey to the capital would bring positive progress to his friend's married life, noticing how smitten his friend was with the woman whom he had chosen as his wife. No matter how much his friend tried to camouflage his enthusiasm in anything related to his wife with an indifference mask, Fabio could detect even a sliver of emotions that he directed toward her.
Happiness was also there, giving color to his face and light to his eyes.
He had expected to see his friend's wife show warmth to him, reciprocating his affection, but in turn, he was wrong. He seemed to expect something too highly.
Was it because his friend did not woo her properly? Did he not talk or do anything to attract her attention and make her see him not only as a husband but also as a man?
