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atasha, at least not in his car and me driving. But he was traveling that day, he would never have known if it weren't for the accident. We talked between laughs inside the vehicle, while I took her to my house. She was so happy that day that it somehow rubbed off on me. I put my foot on the accelerator and she laughed. For a moment, I took my eyes off the
osecuted by the governor of the state for having killed his daughter, which makes me feel impotent. At that time, the expertise concluded that there were no culprits for the accident, thus freeing me from being arrested for drunk driving. If they knew that punishing me would ease my pain, it would change the end of this story. Sometimes I even manage to get distracted when Paulo brings movies and games or when I'm watching videos on the internet. I want to be myself, to be normal again, but when I
lue your life more. Now, as I'm lying here in this hospital bed, I'm anxiously waiting for the doctors to announce that
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– unless there's ano
e moves away from where he is and sits
while he takes a magazine from the table and leaves through it – Wh
he magazine aside
wait for him to open his
you – he looks at the clock, analyzing the
truth – And who would that be? Since no on
e Mo
ore the accident, that afternoon when she disappeared from my life, I knew we would see each other again. Even now, after so long, I still ask about her, but Paulo's answer is always the same: Zoe graduated
– The memories hi
and walking towards the door – I just want to ask y
her before Paulo finds her in the corridors and makes her gi
the movement, waiting for some sign of Zoe – Anyway, Zoe came here wi
are at all – as he told me – the state I was in, why was she here? Why after so long does she decide to show up? I don't have time to find the answers, I turn around and see that girl standing in my bedroom doorway. His eyes shine fixed on me. Fo
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