Deceptive

Karen

I was finishing my breakfast when the doorbell rang, making my heart leap in my chest. A feeling of hope mixed with anxiety spread through me. My parents and I exchanged glances, all wondering who could be ringing the doorbell at that time of the morning.

Otávio's childish and curious voice broke the silence, expressing our thoughts by asking who could be at the door. None of us could answer, equally intrigued by the unexpected visit.

The doorbell rang again, showing impatience on the part of the person at the door. My father commented that the person on the other side seemed to be in a hurry. I hurriedly got up, leaving my coffee cup half full.

"I'll get the door," I announced.

As I approached the door, my curiosity increased. Secretly, I wished it was Othon, as we barely had time to talk after the outing with Otávio. However, I found that it was Valquíria.

A wave of negative surprise hit me hard. My eyes widened in shock, and for a moment I was speechless, processing Othon's s