Viviane

I could only be in one of my recent nightmares. That was it, I was sure. But the glass that fell from my hand on top of my feet was very real, apart from all the looks that turned towards me.

" Vivi, did you get hurt? " Mr. Rodolfo was already on my side when I managed to get out of the state of complete torpor I had entered when I came across my daughter in the arms of her real father.

"What happened, my daughter? It's white like a ghost! My mother spoke, taking my hand, worried.

Soon I was sitting in one of the chairs that were in the garden, while I drank a glass of water and my daughter was still in the arms of João Felipe, something that until now I could not understand because she did not usually go into the arms of unknown people. Regardless of the kinship