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​Lucas’s daily routine was an exhausting balancing act. In the morning, physics formulas in his notebook; in the afternoon, the smell of milk, diaper changes, and constant conversations with the mothers of his children. The pressure was immense. There was the sidelong glance of the neighbors, the teachers’ silent judgment, and the constant fear of not being up to the task. ​Many times, sitting on a park bench, he would watch the children at play. Davi, with the light eyes he’d inherited from Mariana, and the baby, with Beatriz’s serene expression, were the center of a universe that he struggled, with great difficulty, to keep in balance.