"Rômulo"I've been here a long time, almost a year, all because the judge decided to convict me of false imprisonment after I broke into Samantha's house. A stupid move like that and I lost my first-time conviction. My lawyer said Samantha's lawyer was very good and that she worked hard with the prosecutor to get me convicted.And she continued to work to hinder me using the letters I sent her. Sending the letters was really hurting me; I needed to find a way to get a phone number here. But that was very expensive. Even so, I'm going to talk to Nick; she'll help me; she's helped me with everything since I met her.As soon as I was arrested, I met a guy, Sandro. We hit it off right away, and he told me I needed a visitor to sort things out for me on the street. He was right, but I didn't have anyone for that, so he ended up introducing me to Nick, his sister. The girl is top-notch, very responsible. She follows through on everything I tell her to do and never misses a visit. And speaki

"Samantha""Aunt Sam?" I heard Enzo call from inside the house."Here on the porch, Enzo," I replied, not having the energy to get up and go to him.He appeared and saw me lying on the chaise, looking at me with a suspicious expression."Is everything okay, aunt?""Yes, dear, I'm just a little discouraged today.""Hmm. Do you need anything?" He was very helpful. I thought for a moment and smiled."A piece of that chocolate cake in the kitchen with lots of frosting!" I smiled at him, and he smiled back."I think I'll bring two pieces." He winked at me."Then call Clara and bring me three."The three of us sat there, and I devoured my piece of cake and even stole a few bites from Enzo."Want more, aunt?" He laughed, handing me the plate."Better not.""Chocolate cake before lunch?" Heitor arrived with a beautiful smile."A small sin, my darling." I smiled at him. "Do you want some?""No, Nightingale, thank you." He kissed my cheek as he sat down next to me. "And what do we have planned

"Heitor""Man, playing like this, we'll never beat Manu!" Rick complained, watching Alessandro get trounced by Enzo on the video game."So, Heitor, did you talk to Sam?" Patrício asked, remembering our conversation at the Club."No way, Sam wasn't feeling so good today. I thought it best to wait until she was better before we could talk," I explained."Good job. And you, Moreno, have you solved that problem yet?" Patrício seemed inquisitive today."No way, Patrício. It's getting harder and harder, and I think Manu's already a little suspicious." Flávio shook his head. "I'm starting to think this is going to be a big mess.""Oh, right, but I warned you, and you didn't listen," Patrício warned Flávio."So what do I do now?" Flávio looked lost."Fix this mess quickly and tell Manu everything," I simplified it for him."What if she dumps me?" Flávio was almost in tears. "Man, I love that shorty, I don't even know how, but I'm crazy about her.""All the more reason for you to fix this quic

"Reinaldo"I was staring out the window, listening to Nicole talk about her chance encounter with Heitor at the club. Those two getting close again wouldn't be a bad thing for me. Nicole is a gold-digging bitch and Heitor is a manipulable idiot; she could distract him while I get closer to Samantha.I remember well when he introduced her to me; he was deeply in love, and the bitch cheated on him right in front of him. Oh, that was funny! Only that idiot didn't realize the girl was worthless."What do you think, Reinaldo?" Nicole asked when she finished speaking, but I hadn't even paid attention."I think you should win Heitor back," I said, still staring out the window."That's what I just said. And it won't even be a sacrifice; he's even hotter than when I dated him." She put the nail file to her lip."And much richer." – I commented, and she got all excited.- That's perfect! – That bitch really likes money, I thought, seeing her excitement.- But he's not so stupid anymore.- That

“Samantha”At the end of the day, Heitor told me he'd be home late; he had a backlog of work to do, and the driver would pick me up. After what happened at lunch, I had a tendency to imagine things.With this tendency to imagine things, I was consumed with uncertainty for over an hour. I texted Melissa, asking if he was in the office, and she confirmed it, but I had to tell her the reason for my concern.I went home, and when I got home, everything was very quiet. The kids had come home today, and I already missed them. But it wasn't long before Canela showed up and made a huge fuss with me. From the moment he arrived, he decided to settle in the kitchen, spending most of his time there, surrounded by Maria, who paid him attention, talked to him, and gave him countless treats. So, we put his bed there, but every time we arrived, he came running, excited."Canela! How was your day, little friend?" I asked, joking with the cute little dog who was now my friend. "Mine was annoying."I to