CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE

AN UNUSUAL BOY

"Otavio, as expected, did not react at all. He simply turned his back and left, leaving them laughing. Only then Clara recovered from the laughter that had overtaken her. Wiping the tears of laughter, she left the room and followed him. He had gone to his room, she saw when he closed the door. Fully recovered and thinking she might have offended him in some way, after all what they had gone through, especially his mother, was not funny at all.

Giving three light knocks on the door, she entered.

"Otávio," she called, and he was standing in the room, pulling off his shirt. This momentarily left her static. He was in his room, and she was invading his privacy.

Otávio turned to her, not seeming to mind her invading his personal space, with one raised eyebrow, he looked at her. It was so rare for him to look directly into her eyes, and being so comfortable, seeing that she was standing there speechless, he sat on the edge of the bed and took off his shoes. Clara approached m