Heitor was beside Júlia, trying desperately to wake her up. About five minutes had passed, and he was already starting to panic, about to rush her to the hospital, when she finally opened her eyes.
“Heitor... I'm nauseous,” she said, bringing her hand to her mouth. She scrambled to sit up, and Heitor guided her to the bathroom, where she began to vomit violently. When she finished, she broke down, sobbing in Heitor's arms. He tried to console her, but he was just as broken as she was.
“Calm down, my little one. Things will work out. I know Jade.”
“I didn't want to hurt her. I never wanted this.”
“I know you didn't. We'll figure this out.”
Jade walked for about fifteen minutes before sinking onto a bench in a nearby park. She was so shaken she didn't even know who to turn to. In moment
