Colin The doorbell rang insistently, interrupting my moment of peace at home. With an irritated sigh, I got up from the couch and made my way to the door, prepared to unleash a few curses at whoever was on the other side. But when I opened the door, I was completely stunned to find Valquíria standing there.“Valquíria? What's going on? Why do you seem so shaken?” I asked, my surprise reflected in my voice.She looked at me with red, swollen eyes, clearly struggling to contain the emotions overwhelming her. I had never seen her like this before, and it deeply worried me.“Colin... I... I need help” she murmured, her voice trembling with emotion.Instinctively, I opened the door wider, inviting her

Karen Days unfolded into a new pleasant routine, filled with subtle changes that began to transform our family dynamics. Since Othon decided to become more actively involved in Otávio's life, things seemed to have taken a different turn, and I couldn't be more grateful for it.Every morning, after dropping Otávio off at school, I headed to work. Othon now insisted on picking him up from school, a change I didn't expect but welcomed with gratitude. He could leave the hospital earlier than me, and seeing his commitment to being present in our son's life was reassuring.As Othon dropped Otávio off at my parents' house, I was confident that he was in good hands, allowing me to focus on my responsibilities.When I arrived home at the end of the day, I was greeted

OthonI looked several times at Karen's house, hoping to see her join us, but instead, it was Margareth who approached to accompany Otávio. Karen stayed where she was, and her absence worried me.After the lively play with Otávio, my parents invited their grandson for a snack at my house. As we walked towards my house, I couldn't shake off the tense moment between Karen and Valquíria from my mind. The harsh words exchanged between them had left a bitter taste in my mouth.I knew I needed to address the unresolved issues between Karen and me, but I also recognized that there was more at stake than just my grievances. That word battle left me at a crossroads between the love I felt for Karen and the loyalty I owed to my family. Now I found myself torn between the desire to confront Karen about the truth and the need to maintain peace within my family. Deep down, I still didn't know exactly what to do.Sitting alone in my room after dinner, I wondered if I had been fair to Karen and if m

OthonI stared at Karen, anxiously awaiting a response to the question that was eating away at me inside. Even with the car's tinted windows, something inside me knew it wasn't a man who was inside.Karen's response came laden with a cutting coldness."That's a ridiculous question, Othon. You have nothing to do with my life," she said, avoiding eye contact.Before I could gather a response, the car door opened, and a man emerged from inside. He was tall, with a confident posture that immediately made me realize that here stood a potential rival.“What's going on here?” he asked, his eyes fixed on me with an intensity that left no room for doubt.I stared back at him, my jaw clenched with determination."Nothing you need to worry about," I replied my voice firm, challenging him to continue.However, his gaze seemed to challenge me back, as if he were assessing me, measuring me in every inch. It was clear he wasn't someone who would be easily intimidated.I wouldn't back down from the m

ColinI rang the doorbell several times, waiting patiently until the door was finally opened by Valquíria, whose face displayed a clear expression of irritation. Upon seeing her, I couldn't help but notice the tone of disapproval in her words as she said, "I don't understand all this rush, Logan. I was already coming to open the door; there was no need to drive me crazy with all this noise."Ignoring her grumble, I entered the house without waiting for an invitation, leaving the door ajar as if to indicate that I could come in if I wished.Valquíria's attitude wasn't exactly a surprise to me. Over the years, I had grown accustomed to the rough treatment she gave me, but this time, something inside me stirred. Perhaps I was tired of constantly being underestimated by her. Setting aside my irritation, I decided to follow Valquíria into the house, hoping the situation would improve once we were inside.Already in Othon's living room, I couldn't help but ask if everyone had already left.