Isabel and Harold are upset by Uélton's decision."What do you mean, son? Leaving home?" Harold asks, "Are you so upset about the situation that you feel this is how you're going to work things out?""If you distance yourself from your brother, you won't be able to make it up," Isabel warns.Uélton, however, snorts at the mention of Wallace, "We are not talking about Wallace. We are talking about me! I am feeling devalued in this house. Wallace has behaved strangely for months, but you have closed your eyes about it. Now that the bomb went off, you want to blame me. I'm not the one who chased other people's girlfriends.""Son, I ask your forgiveness, for giving the impression that we did not love you." Harold speaks wisely, "But, don't leave the house, that would not be sensible. You, alone, will plunge into the grudge.""Plunged in spite I am here. Spite, resentment, rejection, hatred... I feel it all here. I need to breathe fresh ai
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