Letting go of Salma's belongings

I told Ben about it shortly before he arrived. When I finished, he was silent for a while, seeming to process everything he'd heard. When he looked at me, he asked:

- Does it cross your mind not to tell Hector the truth, due to her threat?

- No. Although I was a little apprehensive, I know this is for Maria Lua's sake. We can't go on with this lie, which hurts her mainly because the birth certificate restricts us as fuck.

- Doesn't "Fuck" hurt her ears? – he looked at me – Literally “do as I say, but not as I do”.

- Oh, Ben...

- I almost said to Thorzinho: “Bye, beautiful, see you Monday, at your house.”

- It doesn't even make it up.

- I just thought, I didn't say.

- When you start?

- Early next month.

- You know what went through my head, Ben?

- What? Honestly, I'm afraid of what's going on in your head.

- That at first I thought that Allan would welcome me if he knew I was Beatriz Novaes' daughter. But after Celine left, I wondered if he wouldn't hate me. After all, I am the daughte