“Manuela”

My birthday weekend with Flávio was perfect. I was so happy! He took care of every detail, prepared every moment to make it unforgettable. I was daydreaming and wanted it to last forever. I wanted him to love me with the same inexplicable feeling I loved him.

Today, after accompanying me to the bank to drop off my jewelry in the safe, he said he had the best weekend of his life too. I was sighing, biting the cap of my pen, thinking about our weekend, when Rick shook me.

“Manuela, Manuela!” Rick was laughing beside me. “Everything okay in your world?”

“Nothing at all, Rick. It’s Flávio’s fantastic world!” I smiled at my friend, who was amused by my distraction.

“Did the police chief frame you, Manuela?”

“The police chief arrested me, Rick. I’m doomed.” "Yeah, I can tell. Will you have lunch with me today, Chaveirinho?" Rick asked with an irresistible pleading expression.

"Sure. And it's about time. Shall we go?"

Rick and I left the building talking, I told him about my wonder