He parks the car in front of the university and jumps out, every muscle in his body tense. Near the entrance, Eloá sits beside Brook and two other coordinators. Students hurry past, some casting curious glances at the scene. But Gael has eyes only for his wife, who looks a little frightened.

“Sweetheart!” he calls, quickly making his way to her.

Eloá smiles, trying to hide the anxiety she feels.

“Hey…” she says softly.

The students keep watching, some whispering among themselves, but Gael pays