“I need to talk to Oliver, Tácio!”

“Aurora, the only thing you need right now is to go home and rest!” he snapped, sounding more like my father than anything else.

“Don't you understand? I really need this.”

“I know exactly what you want to tell him. I almost brought it up myself, actually... but I kept quiet out of respect for you. Still, I'll be honest—I almost said it.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“That he has an employee on that farm of his—a useless piece of trash—who knows you're