"Flávio"

That situation had been the trigger for my indignation. My sister was in trouble, and I needed to help her somehow. I was completely irritated and started to speak loudly; maybe they would wake up from their daydream of a forced marriage.

"Don't you two realize what you're doing?" I said indignantly as soon as the irritating Guilherme left. "He's going to make Lisa suffer. He'll never give up this reckless, daddy's boy life. He'll never treat her with respect. Do you know how many women he's assaulted? Do you want my sister to be one of them?"

"Lower your voice, Flávio. This isn't that filthy police station!" My father spoke as loudly as I did. "I told you, your sister's marriage is none of your business. But yours is. And you better go back to Campanário and take responsibility for your wife." "But even if hell freezes over!" I replied. "I don't know how the divorce decree was annulled, but I'm divorcing you again!"

"Why, Flávio? To continue your little fling with that young