He found Nina in her closet, where she had been spending her time the past few days.
He stared at her. Nina knew he was angry.
"If you hug my i***t brother one more time, things are going to get out of control. I don't like it. I don't care if he's my brother; it puts me on the edge of a crisis."
"I hugged my father, and you never said anything."
"I have no right to forbid you from that, but it's not easy, even if he's your father, sweetheart."
"Henrique... Don't you want the child?"
Nina cried.
"Oh, sweetheart."
He took her in his arms, and they stayed together on the bed.
"I don't know if I'm capable of being a good father. I'm scared of this. And I'm afraid of touching you and hurting you, I... Damn, I have things to tell you. I don't want you to be afraid of me because of it."
