"Samantha."

I saw Heitor get out of bed and pick up the phone from the floor, trying to speak, but the call had already ended. He came over to me and hugged me.

"Sam, what did you hear?" Heitor asked softly.

"H-him," he laughed. "I was shaking and crying.

"Who, Sam? Do you know who it was?"

"It was Rômulo." I looked at him, feeling panic tighten my throat.

"Sam, what did he say?" I heard the concern in Heitor's voice.

"Nothing." It was like always, his breathing, but then he laughed, and I know