“Manuela”

Things had improved between Flávio and me, whatever it was, he was more attentive to me, like he used to be, but something was still wrong and he wouldn't talk to me, he kept pretending it was nothing. But, with Sam and Heitor's wedding approaching, things were getting more hectic.

I was leaving the atelier with the girls, we had gone to choose dresses for the wedding, when my cell phone rang. I took it out of my bag and saw it was Flávio, I moved away from the group a little to answer him.

- Shorty, are you done with the girls yet? – Flávio asked, but I thought he seemed tired, which was becoming normal.

- Yes, I am. Sam is going to drop me off at the apartment.

- Don't you want me to pick you up? - Flávio kept insisting on taking me to the office and then to college and then picking me up, he said that way we would spend more time together, which is why I was using my car less.

- No need, wait for me at home.

- I miss you! – He said and my heart skipped a beat. We lived to