“Flávio”I looked at Manu with a certain despair. I was sure that after this conversation she would leave me. I felt my heart bleed with sadness knowing that I was losing her. I lied to her when I didn't want to lie. I omitted important things from my life when I should have been frank, honest, and direct with her. The worst part is that I wasn't the kind of person who lies and omits things, but I was terrified of the thought that she would leave me, and now my worst nightmare was happening.She asked me why, with those caramel eyes that were dark, heavy like a cloud during a storm. I wanted to touch her, but I didn't dare. I wanted her to forgive me, but I doubted she would. I wanted to go back in time and not do so many things, but that was impossible. I was so afraid of losing her that I didn't think something much worse could happen, I didn't think I could hurt her, and I did hurt her, and that was worse than losing her because I couldn't bear to see her unhappy.- Manu, I... – I

“Flávio”I saw my sweet Manu, so beautiful, looking at me anxiously. This woman, beautiful and so young, completely captivated me. She surprised me; I never expected her to stay by my side, to be willing to face Sabrina, my parents, and all the mess that was my life at that moment. But she stayed, she forgave me for hiding all this from her, and she proved her love to me once again. I looked at her now and no longer saw the fragile girl who needed to be protected; on the contrary, I now saw a strong, determined woman who would face the world by my side.My heart was overflowing with love for this petite woman, who looked at me with burning eyes, yearning for my touch, writhing beneath me. I looked at her with love and adoration; I felt as if a wave were breaking over me.I bent down over her and took her mouth in a kiss, our lips met hot and hungry, there was no room for tenderness in that moment when we were both desperate for each other. I had kissed this woman so many times, but th

“Flávio”Manu was full of energy this morning. When I arrived in the kitchen, she was already waiting for me with the table set for breakfast. It was good to see her like that, light and carefree.- And what do you want to do today, Shorty? – I asked, already thinking about enjoying the sunny day with my Manu.- To start, I want to read the note that my friend gave me yesterday and the police officer seized. – Manu said while spreading jam on the toast, and I didn't know if she was serious or having fun at my expense.- What note? – I pretended not to understand.- Flávio, are we going to have to talk about trust again? – Manu looked at me, and now I knew she was serious.I sighed and got up, went to the sofa in the living room, and took the note from my jacket pocket, which had been forgotten there the night before after I dropped it to pick up my little one. The night had been very good. I went back to the table and handed the note to Manu.- Very good! Did it hurt? – Manu was impos

“Sabrina”It was almost time for that damn divorce hearing, and that jerk of a father of Flávio still hadn't told me what I should do. The only thing he said was that I should be prepared to go to the hearing or not.Thinking about it now, I shouldn't have told him I was called to the police station. After I went there and that policewoman asked me all those questions, César started to change his behavior towards me. But also, what was I going to do? I couldn't solve this problem alone; I didn't create it alone, and I couldn't avoid going to the police station either, I knew that.But I was already nervous, pacing back and forth in the hotel lobby. I never had much patience to wait. I decided to call him. I was getting nervous and didn't know what to do anymore. Since he was in this with me, he had to talk to me."What is it, Sabrina? I'm busy," César answered with his usual rudeness.- You're always busy, César! – It was the pure truth, ever since I've known him, and that's been the

“Manuela”It seemed things were finally calming down. I arrived home yesterday after college and Flávio was waiting for me, with the court order in hand; he was finally divorced. Sabrina was a thing of the past, nothing more than a bad memory now.But he was on duty on Saturday, and I would be spending the day alone. I would take advantage of this time to prepare for the upcoming week of exams at college. It was mid-afternoon when the doorman called to let me know I had a visitor, someone I wasn't expecting and didn't even know if I wanted to receive, but I couldn't refuse. I authorized entry, quickly changed my clothes to receive my visitor minimally presentable, and sent a message to Flávio informing him of the visit.Upon opening the door, I was faced with a man as tall as Flávio and who, despite his gray hair, bore many similarities to my boyfriend. Mr. César Moreno was an imposing man, the kind who exudes power, money, and confidence. Upon seeing me, he offered a polite smile and