Due to the shouting, many neighbors had come out to the street to see what was happening.
Bia took a while to respond, but with Raquel's insistence, she entered the house.
Sitting on the living room floor, she murmured: "What have I done, what have I done..."
She felt truly miserable, like a piece of trash.
With tear-filled eyes, she looked at her mother, who was sitting beside her: "Mom, do you think it's over, that I have no chance of fixing this?"
"I don't think so, daughter," Raquel sighed. She had known Renato long enough to understand his feelings about betrayal. "And I think you know that better than anyone else."
"I..." Bia choked up and couldn't refute those words. Yes, she knew, she knew, and that's why it hurt so much.
"I'm so stupid, mom." She wrapped her arms around Raquel and continued to cry loudly.
