but that would be very daring on my part. I put coffee in the cups, handed one to Lara, took a pancake, added honey and served it. She thanks. I sat down opposite her and we started drinking coff

art sank due to her rejection. I decided to stay quiet, waiting for her to say something to me. - You are very selfish, Frederico. I thought you were different from Fernando, but I noticed it was only in appearance, since, in character, you are so similar. - He threw the words in my face, leaving me hurt. -Nothing hurt me more than your assumption about me, comparing me to Fernando. Know that I would never raise my hand to a woman, except to caress her, and when you get to know me better, you will see that you made a big mistake about me. I'll leave before we hurt each other any more. I'll let you think it all over, and when I have an answer, you know my cell phone number. - Lara didn't turn to look at me, so I opened the door and stomped out, heading to my car. Upon arriving at the hotel where I was staying, I decided to take a shower to cool down. I thought about going to my mother's house the next day and trying to understand all of Lara's pain. I know Fernando had a dubious character, but if he mistreated her, why didn't she leave him? I left the bathroom, going to bed afterwards, I wasn't feeling well, and seeing Lara after months, hurt, injured, just left my heart broken even more. CHAPTER 4 Lara Barcelos After Frederico left my house yesterday quite upset, and rightly so, I was assimilating everything we talked about. I never imagined that he had any feelings for me, I confess that something inside me changed, and I imagined myself, for a brief second, marrying him. I imagined what our life would be like. Would it be the same hell that lived with Fernando? I shook my thoughts away and left the house, my cell phone vibrated, warning me that the app car was in front of the house. I locked the door and went towards the car, I looked at the driver and he was the same one in the photo, I greeted him and got in. I was going to have lunch with Cristina, the only friend I had left after I moved in with Fernando, we worked together at the shoe store in the shopping center in the north zone. I called her, inviting her to lunch, because I wan