Chapter 28

Augusto walked into the living room unhurriedly, heading straight for the cabinet where he kept his drinks. Patrícia had thought he would go upstairs to the bedroom, but realized he was heading in another direction. Something inside her told her that the conversation was not over yet.

Barefoot, holding her shoes in her hands, she followed him. She stopped at the doorway and watched him pour himself a glass of wine. His eyes were focused on the dark liquid, which he gently swirled in