But Bianca isn’t looking at him like a victim.
She’s looking at him like a bad investment.
You watch the power shift in real time.
The guests are staring.
Phones are recording now, but not for laughs, for evidence.
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A man in a linen suit steps forward, introducing himself as a reporter, voice polite and lethal.
“Mrs. Salles,” he says to Bianca, “could you comment on the foundation’s spending?”
Bianca’s face tightens, and she lifts her chin, trying to rebuild her mask.
But the mask doesn’t fit anymore.
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Davi turns toward Lídia, anger shaking his voice.
“You wanted money, didn’t you? This is extortion.”
Lídia nods once, almost sadly.
“I wanted time,” she corrects. “And I wanted my truth to live longer than my body.”
