While I watched them dance that night, an image came to mind that I had kept in silence for weeks. The first time I saw them together outside a family gathering was in a shopping plaza in Satélite. One of those that has a hotel connected to it. Fernanda was carrying her usual black tote…
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I Shouldn’t Have Been There | Part 1
I had accepted the invitation out of courtesy. One of those Saturday family gatherings that stretch on until the early hours: grilled meat, music, kids running around, and adults who gradually loosen up. They introduced me as “the family friend who’s a lawyer,” so no one looked at me too closely. I settled into a…