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This cannot be true. He can't be my uncle's lawyer! Then his eyes meet mine and he goes pale and looks at me as if he's lost.

My head tries to put the pieces together and understand. He has been with me all this time to see if I can get some information. He must have touched my things at home. I feel my eyes sting in an attempt to contain the tears. The judge arrives. I am lost in my thoughts and Joshua nudges me, calling me back to reality.

-Ellen ?? It's about to start.

Giacomo is sitting across from me, along with Chris. He looks at me. I see an apology behind that Look. False like everything about him. I feel like I'm going to pass out and fall at any moment. The judge starts asking me questions based on the charges made by my uncle. Barbarities he said about me. I can't answer. Joshua approaches and asks next to my ear: -Are you okay ??? Ellen? -I Do not answer. Some tears are streaming down my face and I refuse to look at Giacomo. It will make the accusations worse. I Close my eyes, take a deep breath and look for strength I don't know where, but i started to answer. The judge makes room for the prosecuting attorney, Giácomo, to ask questions. He formulates them and the judge addresses me. And he has no mercy, butchers me, wanting to know about my father's records saying that I would not know how to run the company, about my abusive spending, about the delicate situation in which Pompeo finds itself and dozens more questions. I try to answer as much as possible, and Joshua helps me, when the interrogation is over and Giácomo presents all the evidence against me, the judge determines that a psychological assessment be made of me after it is ready, a second hearing will be scheduled. Giacomo ends up putting a knife in my chest when he says: - according to the evidence shown in this hearing of the irreparable damage that Pompeo has been suffering, it is evident the inability of Miss Ellen Kathleen Pompeo, known mainly as Ellen. -He emphasizes when speaking my name - I ask the judge to grant the provisional trustee to Mr. Chris Every. - like the coward he is, he doesn't look at me for a minute. The judge does not accept and says that it will be evaluated and ends the hearing. I can't take another minute in the room and run away. I no longer control my crying and run away from the reporters who try to approach me.

When I go to open the car, see Giacomo running towards me. Between occurring and accelerating,he looks desperate. He, as the best lawyer he is, who doesn't lose his stance, said goodbye to my uncle and came looking for me. Now it is too late, I never want to see him again, never again. I remember that the key to my house stayed in Giacomo's apartment as I practically moved there in the last few days, I have left clothes and other things there. I need to get there before him, I need to get my key and go. I walk like crazy in the streets of São Paulo. I stop the car almost in the middle of the street and go up desperately to the apartment. I take my key and walk out with him at the door.

- you have to let me talk - he says, holding my arm with excessive force.

-Let me go now! -I cry through tears. - I have nothing to talk to you about. Mr. Giacomo, the most brilliant lawyer on earth, I say ironically.

- Baby, I didn't know it was you. They were talking about one Kathleen, and I know you as Ellen.

- What's up, Giacomo? We are not in court. Here you don't have to be a perfect lawyer - I speak with disdain. -You know? I really should take my hat off for you. In fact, I even took off my clothes. -I let out a mad laugh. - much easier for you to have me in your bed. you took advantage of me, you are satisfied and you still touch my house did you steal something from there, Giacomo, for your brilliant accusation?

- I will not take into consideration what you are saying because you are nervous. Stop offending me, -he asks. His hand still holds my arm. I untangle myself and walk away from him, turning my back. I have never felt so humiliated in my life. I feel closed and try to hug myself

-Love, I didn't know, I just didn't know. You have to forgive me, we will get through this together, please love.- I turn sharply when I hear his words. My look full of fury.

-To forgive you? Are you aware of what I felt today when you said that I am not able to take care of what is mine and accused me of being emotionally unstable? No, you don't even know what it's like to suffer, you insensitive son of a bitch.

-Ellen I love you, I swear I didn't know. I love you, I never loved anyone.

- If you really didn't know that I was going to meet you there in that court, that you too were deceived, how do you explain the fact that you stayed there beside my uncle, Giacomo? Do you stab in the back of the people you love?

-My love it's not so simple

-Stop calling me love! I scream again. He gets scared and backs off, giving a few steps back.

-It's my job, my life. I can't just abandon a client in the middle of an audience, Ellen. And there are many more things involved, such as friendship ...

-Stop! - I interrupt. - I don't want to hear any more. You said it all. Your job is your life; I'm nothing.

- You're getting it all wrong, for God's sake - he despairs, running his hands through his hair.

- you ruined my life again, Giacomo. I was in cables when my parents died and you helped me put the pieces together. For what? To destroy me now! I thought there was someone to hug me at night, that someone was waiting for me at the end of the day ...

-Love you have, I'm here love. We will try to fix this. I'll talk to my dad, we'll try to get Chris another lawyer. -If I believed in Giacomo as before, I would even think that he is suffering.

-I'm going to ruin your life, ruin the most important thing you have, Giacomo, your work.

-You are the most important thing, love,-he whispers and pulls me into an unexpected hug. The pain is so great that I let myself be comforted by the source of my grief. Hiccups escape in my soul. No pain should be so strong as to want to lose the one you love; right now, all I think is that it's over ... My smiles... Everything reduced to dust.

- we will fix this there has to be a way I can't live without you - he whispers clinging to me, making it difficult even for me to breathe. When I realize my stupidity, I walk away. To my surprise, Giacomo, the almighty, is crying. I am pleased to see the suffering on his face.

- Stay here today, calm down. Tomorrow, when your anger is gone, you will understand what I did-he asks, running his hand over his swollen face.

-Giacomo, wake up! -I scream again. -My anger won't pass. I never want to see you again, neither painted gold, nor with brilliance. In fact, I want to see you if you have sparkles all over your body. So I will be able to strip your skin and spend all your dirty money, which you earn by defending bad guys like my uncle Chris.

- I never did for any woman what I do for you. I gave myself to you with my heart. I love you. That must be of some importance to you ...

-It could have been, if I were emotionally unstable. As I am not, I can assure you that tomorrow you will no longer be part of any of my thoughts - I say coldly, looking into his eyes without shedding another tear.

-That can't be true Ellen

-Wait and see. I change my boyfriend as I change my purse. I finish the conversation, turn around and leave.

-If you go out with someone else before all this can be cleared up and before I have a chance to defend myself, I won't forgive you, Ellen!

- I don't want your forgiveness, You idiot! I don't want anything more from you!

I enter the elevator and, when the doors close, I collapse on the floor. A cry from inside came from my bowels, from where it cannot be heard by anyone, confirming the emptiness and loneliness of my life.