When Andrea arrived at the village market, she began searching everywhere for Damião, almost like a woman possessed. Her eyes swept across the stalls, past the fruits, vegetables, and the voices blending into the bustle of the day. She was determined. She had to find him before he went back home.

Her heart was pounding. She didn't want, under any circumstances, for an argument to erupt at their front door the moment he saw Henri there. She didn't want shouting. She didn't want accusations. She