girlfriend and actress too, without any projection yet, was just an escort and to show her

st film. This could consecrate me even more, despite already having an established career and money for several generat

ade me minimize it. I went to the bar, grabbed the most expensive bottle and opened it. Luckily, Pietra was arranging the last details for the trip, and I also didn't let her sleep at home e

a trace. From that day, fifteen years ago, I closed my heart, with no chance for a

ng?" Pietra asked, handi

. Can you give me that for a while?" I asked, lowering the back of the

bad mood since yesterday morning. W

valdi. I woke up to the flight attendant bringing lunch. I was irritated, but the poor thin

the advisor and friend, brought the diary to go over the next day's commitments and shortly after we landed in Cannes. When I stepped on the ground, the feeling in my chest, for the third time, came back even str

room and Pietra was already ready and excited for the red carpet. The actor Jack came into action again, and I interpreted that he was great. She didn't deserve to pay because I didn't love her, nor because of the anguish she was feeling. In a tuxedo, I got out of the lim

next day, just the two of us would go out. Our relationship was lukewarm on my part.

lace is beautiful, it has so much glamour." Said the a

ecide right away. The car is already in the garage, we will exi

ack needs several accessories."

in a long time. The setting was our old room; she was in front of the closet mirror, getting dressed for the Oscar ceremony. We exchanged one last kiss before she evap

this world of fa

*

Pietra was electric with excitement as she drank coffee. After a bad night's sleep, I was already at the end of my patience, but I wasn't going to end the relationship in

attention. I dismissed the security guards. Wearing jeans, a t-shirt and a red cap, and Pietra in pink clothes, looking

It was six in the morning. The street seemed deserted; At least there were no cars. I turne

e, you must be

f the street. He's not even looking at the car." I sai

el, and my legs were shaking. It was her,

appened? You

e girl was tying her sneakers, looking in the direction of the car. In profile, she didn't look lik

road, towards o

a asked, now excited again. My ha

incipality

always think about the princ

id, already thinking about the breakup, but es

speed up. I couldn't handle the anxiety. Who