I could not tell you the exact reason, perhaps because of the pressing rhythm of ever increasing urgency in the calls, combined with the pain radiating from the fingers to the hand, and from there to Vicky's arm, but reading this story completely entwined me in a sense of uncomfortable (but in a good way, I like to get out of my comfort zone!), and I say to myself, pending in the rarefied atmosphere like Tiago, that you have made a magic here. It will be very difficult to deal with a final of this caliber.