Benedito Goncalo Cruz Taylor-Pereira
"Do you know how hard it is to know the person who came to the window was my husband's brother? The very brother he cried for in my arms. The very man who looks like our son," tears ran down Bobby's face, "I've been haunted by it and everything in me wishes I could take a gun and do to Tomas what he did to me.
But you know what? That wouldn't make me any better than him. Don't think all of this is sunshine and rainbows for me, Benedito. Don't think me seeing my husband ten years ago practically die in a club was easy for me. I'm learning Dito and you need to be patient with me."
I looked away from him before I shook my head, "I don't like you going behind my back."
"And I don't like the fact I have to go behind your back to have these tough conversations," he ran his hands down his face, "I didn't want you to go to Bul- wherever the hell you went to!"
