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CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

RÔMULO

" Stand up, Dahlia. " Clara asked, standing next to the woman, and shuddering her whole body, the woman finally stood up.

She was the face of devastation. It looked as if Dahlia had just been run over by a car. The beautiful woman of minutes ago was transformed and upset. Clara went to the refrigerator and got a bottle of water, took a glass and poured it. Dahlia had to hold the glass with both hands, and still, droplets of water escaped and wet her hands.

Clara helped her sit up, holding her by the elbow and leading her to the chair she had been sitting in during dinner.

Seeing that the woman was emotionally broken and Otávio was still eating, she decided to take her to another room.

" Shall we let him continue with dinner? Shall we go there? " Clara found her voice and, urging the woman to follow her, they left the kitchen and went to the playroom.

Dahlia was crying, disconsolate and leaning on Clara.

Clara sat her down on a white leather pouffe and sat facing her, waiting
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