He looked at me with those huge, tired eyes, still attentive to any change in my voice…

I didn’t answer him right away. I took out the phone and activated the camera, not out of courage, but because Lucia had told me with a harshness that she did not admit doubts: if the situation changes, record everything.

Camila appeared in the hallway with the supermarket bag hanging from the forearm. He looked at me. He looked at Sofia hidden behind my back. Then he saw the pink backpack next to the bed.

His face changed just a second.

Just one.

But I saw it.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, leaving the bag on the floor. Why do you have it like that?

I didn’t expect an explanation. I told her Sofia was going out with me at that moment to have a doctor check her out.