CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

GIANT FIGHT

What the hell was that guy talking about? Túlio had been without sleep or food for almost two days and only now was he realizing it. Weakness in his legs, pain in his fingers that had punched the older man in front of him who seemed to realize what he had let slip. Jânio realized it too, seeing Túlio's expression trying to understand what he was talking about. It seemed like he was searching his weak mind to see if what he was saying had really happened, when, and by whom...?

Túlio searched his weak mind for how that could have happened. Had Cloe been raped? But how? When? By whom?

The people around him and Jânio seemed to feel the tension and heavy atmosphere that had settled. The tension in the air was palpable. The days without food and the obsession that had taken hold of him searching for his rival was finally taking its toll now, as he saw stars bursting in front of his eyes.

Cloe was a virgin when he met her. He was her first man, there was no doubt about that! It w