cling to. She was longing for some normality to the point that, when her godmother entered the room
you know anythi
red at her
ing her embarrassment about asking for information about her ex-current-in-her-mi
him is that he opened an art
howcase his works. Then sadness hit her as she remembered that he
roaning as the painful t
eling?" Tatiana
never I try to remember somet
treatment, we'll re
to come by locked up there, with spor
living in São Paulo's capital for a few years. Now she understood why her colleagues from tiny Cezário never visited her. Unfortunately, it would be
know the address of
do you int
erstand..." She looked away to her ha
er goddaughter's head, feeli
might even be the opposite," she warned. "Being calm in your thoughts, follow
said than done. She couldn't relax stuck in a hospital and knowing that as soon as she was discharged, she would have
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apartment. He didn't feel comfortable in any of these places. At work, he thought about his wife; at the hospital, he avo
ay of the accident over and over, which only intensified his guilt a
Monte
ntion. The poor man shrank in his place. Rodrigo then glanced at the other employees, seated
ted in any way, but at that moment, he was the one in the wrong. He was in a m
o back to your tasks,"
ted to run far away from their boss. Only his curvaceous redhead secretary remained seated by his side, b
red-painted nails across his masculine chest. "Once Sara signs the papers, your life will get be
pushed the secre
, just like the others did, Karen," he ordered w
dismissing her when she was offering her
But this would be temporary; soon, she would get the powerful Rodrigo Montenegro to do what she wanted. He wo
e only option that the man she loved m
Rodrigo," she gru
n table, clasped his hands in front of his face, thumb
remembered things that didn't include him: friends, places, and even though she never mentione
e, which in turn made Sara uncomfortable with hi
and shouted – whenever she could – that he was ignorant and worse things.