บท 488: Eu Gusto Deste

Benedito Goncalo Cruz Taylor-Pereira 

"Tomás, por que você está fazendo isso?" I desperately held onto my brother's wrists in attempts to stop him as he struggled under me. It felt like I was living a dream. That before me was my very own flesh and blood. Who was alive and breathing when the last time I had seen him life had been completely drained out of him with a pool of blood below him. (Tomas, why are you doing this?)

When he looked up to me it felt like my entire life had hit me in the chest so hard I thought I was about to get a heart attack. His bright hazel eyes; Danilo's eyes, stared back at me with an emotion I could not place. It was not hatred nor was it anger. He almost looked pleased with himself.