Alemão Narrator...
Elize started to scream, cry, and thrash in my arms. It was as if she was trying to expel all the fear and pain accumulated for so long, and the pain of thinking she had been touched by another man.
"He was gay, the man who was with you, he was gay, you weren't touched."
I couldn't even swear to it, but I knew somehow. I didn't know why Jorge Luís didn't take advantage of the situation, but he didn't, because I had heard in the audios, him lamenting for not having had her. I still didn't have all the pieces, but I was close to putting everything together. But Elize was desperate.
"No, no, no!" she repeated, sobs interrupting her words. "I didn't do anything! You abandoned me! You weren't there! No...! I don't want to be touched by another, I don't want to."
I held h
