CHAPTER 187

BODY FIGHTING

"For years, decades actually, I haven't spoken his name," Lara said, and Lipe felt his heart being filled with bitterness. He tasted bitterness in his heart and soul as he listened to her recounting her life. And when she mentioned that name, he felt a chill down his spine. She wouldn't say the name when awake, but she would cry in her sleep and repeat that name when she had nightmares.

"Lara, I think we can continue tomorrow," Patrícia said to her in a gentle voice, and that seemed to awaken something within the girl, as she lifted her chin and her expression changed.

"I hate living, Patrícia. From the depths of my soul, I hate life and I hate living. And there's nothing you can say that will change that. Opening up about my life, the suffering I've already endured, won't bring me relief. Believe me, I never feel better when I open up, and Lipe is the one who has to deal with it afterward, and that's not fair! It's not fair for me to keep being hospitalized here, trying