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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

PANCAKES FOR EVERYONE

Clara woke up in the middle of the night and was startled to find Octavio standing beside the sofa staring at her.

" Why are you sleeping there? " he asked, his voice hoarse with sleep.

The boy had messy hair, was wearing a black silk samba that went halfway up his thighs, was naked on top and barefoot, and Clara was speechless. She felt something she couldn't quantify. She smiled at him and stretched, before answering:

" What time is it? " He looked at the clock on the wall behind the sofa.

" Half past four.”

" So, Otavio, etiquette says that when you find someone sleeping in your house, as I am, you should take a sheet and cover them. Preferably without waking them up, okay? " Saying this, she turned her back to him and went back to sleep.

Otávio sat down on the sofa opposite hers at half past six in the morning and again she woke up. He was sitting stiff and with a tray on his knees.

" Good morning. What's this? " she questioned.

" Coffee.”

" Um, thank you ver
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