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𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝟹:𝟹𝟶 𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎. 𝙰𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚊 𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚎̂𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚜.

𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚞 𝚏𝚞𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚎́𝚖, 𝚜𝚘́ 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚡𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚎́ 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚘.

𝚀𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚒 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚛 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚊́𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊, 𝚎𝚞 𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚒 𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚒́ 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊̃𝚘𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊.

- 𝙴𝚒, 𝚌𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚘. - 𝙼𝚎 𝚊𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛. - 𝚅𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚘. - 𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚞 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚎𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚌𝚒 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚊. - 𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚖?

- 𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚜𝚒𝚖, 𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚖.

𝚃𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚖 𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚖. 𝙼𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚒 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛.

- 𝚀𝚞𝚎 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚒 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚛 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚊́𝚛𝚒𝚘?

- 𝙴𝚞 𝚜𝚘́ 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚘̂𝚛 𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚊 𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚒.

- 𝙳𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂. - 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌̧𝚘 𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚐𝚊 𝚊 𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊.

𝙳𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚊 𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊. 𝙰 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘. 𝙴 𝚏𝚘𝚒 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖.

𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚊́𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊. 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚉𝚘𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚞. 𝙳𝚢𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚗𝚊 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘.

𝑨 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒉𝒊𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒄𝒂...

- 𝙴𝚞 𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘. - 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚊́ 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚒 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊. - 𝚃𝚒𝚊 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚊. - 𝙰𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌̧𝚊 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚒𝚛𝚊.

- 𝙾𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘. - 𝚁𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚒 𝚘 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌̧𝚘. - 𝙾 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚒́?

- 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚕𝚊́ 𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊. - 𝙴𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚊. - 𝙱𝚘𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒́𝚕𝚒𝚊.

- 𝙱𝚘𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎. - 𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜.

- 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘.

- 𝚅𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚊́. - 𝙴𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚟𝚊̃𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊. - 𝚀𝚞𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚒?

- 𝙰𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊. 𝙾 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚘?

- 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚎 𝚊 𝙰𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎.

- 𝙽𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚊, 𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚎́ 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚛𝚒́𝚟𝚎𝚕.

- 𝙴́ 𝚜𝚒𝚖. - 𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒. - 𝙴𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚖, 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚒𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚒?

- 𝚅𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚊̃𝚎 𝚎 𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚓𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚖 𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚎 𝚞́𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝙽𝚘𝚊𝚑. 𝙴 𝚎𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚕𝚊́ 𝚑𝚘𝚓𝚎.

- 𝚃𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚖. 𝚀𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚜?

- 𝙰̀𝚜 𝟷𝟿:𝟹𝟶, 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚎.

- 𝙿𝚘𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚛.

- 𝙰𝚑 𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊 𝚊 𝙰𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚎́𝚖.

- 𝚅𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒́𝚌𝚒𝚕. 𝙴𝚞 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚣𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚟𝚊𝚒, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚞 𝚟𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛.

- 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘. 𝙴𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎.

O jeito que ele sorri toda vez que fala dela.