Chapter 78

"What are we going to do? "Mariana asked, walking back and forth in the bedroom. The floor should have become thinner for so long that she spent walking in the same place. Her hair was slightly agitated, because she wouldn't stop running her hand through the strands. The despair was evident. "You can't kill yourself, I don't want to leave here, and Grandma doesn't deserve to be alone.

I didn't even consider asking where she had gotten so sure of who I was. Most likely he had found out everything the day before, when I ended up exposing some idea of what Ravenna would prefer for himself. I was also feeling that tension since her father left, so I was content to just take a deep breath and keep my head in place.

"Worst of all is that they already have some certainty that one of us is actively involved with the favela," I said after a long sigh, closed my eyes and leaned my head against the wall. I was partially lying on the bed underneath, with my feet touching the floor.