Chapter 2 Jussara heard a light knock on her door. She opened it and saw Mrs. Amélia, who already looked ready to leave, carrying a small travel bag. “Jussara, dear, I need to leave now. My sister’s situation is delicate, and I’m heading straight to the airport,” Mrs. Amélia said, adjusting her coat while giving a brief but worried smile. “Of course, Mrs. Amélia. You can rest assured I’ll take care of everything here,” Jussara replied, sounding confident. Mrs. Amélia sighed in relief, holding Jussara’s hand for a moment. “Thank you, my dear. He’s stubborn, but be patient. Gabriel…” she hesitated, searching for the right words. “His soul is as wounded as his body.” Jussara nodded, seeing the love and pain reflected in the mother’s eyes. With a brief wave, Mrs. Amélia left, leaving the mansion in almost absolute silence. As soon as she closed the door, Jussara went to the table where she had written down Gabriel’s medication schedule. The first dose was coming up, so she took the

Chapter 4 A week had passed since that unexpected kiss, and Jussara was surprised by Gabriel’s behavior. He had not made any further attempts to approach her intimately. In fact, his attitude had been quite neutral, almost indifferent, as if the moment they had shared had been nothing more than a fleeting whim. Yet, at the same time, the absence of his advances left Jussara with a strange feeling, as if a void had settled between them. However, her nights had changed. Since that day, her dreams had begun to be invaded by him. Every night, Gabriel appeared in her mind, always kissing her with the same intensity and passion she had felt on her lips. In the last dream, they went further, and Jussara woke up with her heart racing, her breath uneven, and the sensation of her lips still warm. She caught herself thinking about the vivid details: the way he held her, the firm touch of his hands, the way his gaze became intense and seductive. With each sunrise, Jussara felt more confused.