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Thinking about the Future
Othon
As Karen rose from the bed with wide eyes, wrapped in the sheet, I remained calmly lying down. I wouldn't confront her, nor engage in an argument with Karen right now, especially since we had finally come to understand each other and discovered that we have a son. No. I want to make the most of that night with her, and the next day, I want to meet Otávio and give my son a tight hug.
"Not using protection wasn't something I planned, Karen," I said calmly. "Nor did I hear you ask about it."
"Are you blaming me?" Karen asked, placing her hand on her chest dramatically.
"My tests are up to date, Karen. And I'm sure you're not involved with anyone else either," I said, trying to reassure her. "There's no need to worry."
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