CELLO Rio De Janeiro 4:00 am "What a big i***t I am! Why am I pushing the person I love to the person who is pushing her away? I am so stupid that I push myself to the point where I pretend to be gay, and I still include my family in my foolishness," I muttered under my breath as I gulped my beer. "Cello!" Fernando called, and I almost missed him standing beside me. I gave him a sidelong glance and ignored him. "It's too early for a beer," he said, taking a sip of his freshly brewed coffee. I continued to drink while ignoring him. "All right, spill it," he said, tossing his cup into the air. I sighed and ran my hands through my hair, frustrated. "Is it this woman again?" he inquired. "Yes, it's her," I said slowly enough for him to understand. "Why do you keep pretending? Why can