Thor reappeared as if nothing had happened. Impeccable, with the posture of someone who dominates any environment, a glass in one hand, and his gaze directed exclusively at her. But as he approached, he found a different Celina. She remained silent, her expression serious, her eyes distant. She was no longer the radiant woman who had entered the hall moments before, attracting attention wherever she went. Something in her had changed, and Thor noticed it.He leaned slightly, lowering his voice as he approached. "You're strangely quiet... has something happened?"Celina slowly raised her eyes, resting them on his with an expression that mixed irony and indifference. The tone of her response was dry, with a touch of sarcasm that cut like a knife."Why do you care? I thought you were good at disappearing." Thor frowned, surprised by her response. His jaw tightened, his expression hardened. His gaze, once full of magnetism, was now that of someone trying to maintain control.Before

Thor tried to explain, but she raised her hand, asking him to be quiet. "You tried to manipulate me at that lunch because you were jealous of Louis. In the suite, you made me feel insecure, exaggerated... you said horrible things. And after all that... you left in the middle of the night to look for another woman, came back as if nothing had happened... and still slept with me as if we were a couple. The silence between them was heavy."I'm not going to play the role of lover, Thor," she said firmly. "I respect myself. I have dignity.""And you?" he replied, his voice harsher. "You're married, Celina. You have no right to demand anything from me." She widened her eyes, offended."I'm in the process of getting a divorce!" she shouted, her throat tight. "My marriage ended the moment I found out about César's betrayal. I didn't lie to you, I didn't hide anything. And even so... I'm the one who seems to be wrong all the time!" Thor remained silent, his chest rising and falling wit

Thor lay down again, gently pulling Celina until her head rested on his bare chest. She snuggled up without resistance, as if that place were the safest in the world. He wrapped his arms around her and, in an affectionate and almost instinctive gesture, kissed the top of her head, inhaling the soft scent of her still perfumed hair. His thoughts, however, were in turmoil."How did she manage to affect me so much?" he wondered, as he caressed her silky strands with his fingertips. "Such a short time... and it seems that my life before her was a blur." On the other side, in the comfortable silence of the embrace, Celina struggled against the insecurities that insisted on whispering. No matter how hard she tried to calm down, her mind wouldn't stop. "Will he really do everything he said? Will he commit to a real relationship with me? And when he finds out about the babies? Will he look at me differently? Judge me? Hate me?" She also thought about the divorce that still needed to be

Celina smiled, a bit shy. Thor reached up to the bun she had just finished fixing and gently tugged, letting her hair fall in soft waves around her shoulders like a cascade.“I like it better this way… down,” he said in a husky voice, pressing a soft kiss to her shoulder.“Thor…” she whispered, turning her face slightly toward him.“Don’t you dare tie it up again,” he said, serious, but with eyes full of tenderness.She laughed, resting her forehead against his, completely surrendered to the moment.They were ready to leave when, just as they reached the suite door, Celina suddenly stopped with an alert expression.“I forgot something!”Thor raised an eyebrow, but she was already hurrying back into the room.Celina walked straight to her purse on the dresser, unzipped the side pocket, and took out the small container where she kept her prenatal vitamins and nausea medication. She stood there for a moment, looking at it in silence. Then, with deliberate care, she put it all back inside

Celina looked at him with a laugh, her heart still pounding. She was nervous about what was coming—the company, the challenges ahead—but in his arms, everything felt bearable.The elevator chimed, signaling that they were just seconds away from their floor. He adjusted the collar of his shirt, gave a quick tug on his blazer, and glanced at her with a half-smile.“Ready?”Celina took a deep breath, ran her fingers through her hair, and said,“With you… always.”The elevator doors opened slowly with a soft sound, revealing Thor and Celina standing side by side. He walked with his usual firm, commanding posture, but there was something different about his expression—a shine in his eyes, a quiet pride in having Celina by his side. She, on the other hand, walked with confidence despite the butterflies in her stomach. She wore an elegant, discreet, yet charming outfit, her hair loose, and her subtle perfume lingered in the air around them.The stares began the moment they stepped into the m