Murilo When I entered one of the stores in the mall, the first person I saw was Virginia. I was very happy, not to say completely overjoyed, to finally have an opportunity to talk to her in person. She didn't answer my calls, nor did she answer my messages, and I concluded that only fate, under the current circumstances, would be able to bring me face-to-face with the girl I was in love with. This was the naked truth, and I could no longer deny this fact. I immediately went towards her, willing to fight tooth and nail for what I wanted. But when she saw me, her expression was one of repulsion and I stagnated in place, undecided about imposing my presence on Virginia in that way, since it was quite evident that she didn't like it when she saw me and didn't seem to desire my approach. " Isn't that the same girl from the nightclub? " Lavinia asked, standing next to me. Only then did I realize the fact that I was accompanied by Lavinia and how this could further complicate the situa
Murilo When the doctor entered the room, I did not like the way he was looking at my woman and seriously thought about asking Virginia to be seen by another provider. I didn't because this was only an emergency service, and soon we would be out of that hospital and out of the eyes full of interest that the doctor was directing at the mother of my son. " I am Alberto Clifford, I was the doctor who attended to you when you arrived at our hospital " He introduced himself, for when we arrived, there was no time for such cordialities. " I am an obstetrician, and I am following your case closely " he continued to say "Have you started your prenatal care yet, Virginia?” I considered his way of addressing my woman too intimate and made a displeased expression. " Not yet, doctor " she denied, causing me to immediately turn to look in her direction "My first appointment is scheduled for the day after tomorrow.” He gave me a look that caught my attention even more than the previous one, an
Virgínia " I liked Dr. Clifford and I will do my prenatal with him, yes!" I said and even stamped my foot on the floor of Murilo's car. " He is a cocky man, and you should choose better the person who will accompany you throughout your pregnancy, Virginia " Murilo insisted, once again "You should see other options first. Some indication, who knows?” "And who could refer me to an obstetric doctor, Murilo?” From the moment we got in that car, Murilo insisted that I should not have my prenatal appointment with the kind doctor who had seen me in the emergency room that afternoon, and I did not intend to comply with his wishes in any way. He didn't like the doctor, but he wouldn't be the one to see, I would. And no one better than me knows who would be the ideal person to
Murilo After opening the door of her house, Virginia entered, indicating then the interior of the residence with visible reluctance, something that I did not mind at all, and whether she liked it or not, now I am part of her life and would fight hard for my space. I looked around the room, carefully observing the inside of the house, which, despite being small, seemed to be very cozy, and I noticed that although it is a simple environment, it is very comfortable and organized, which indicated that everything is well taken care of by its residents. " Mom! " Virginia called out, walking to the beginning of a corridor "Mom!” She didn't invite me to sit down or anything else that good manners dictate, but I did anyway and waited, while Virginia continued down the hallway,
Virgínia I couldn't describe what I was feeling at that moment. There were so many emotions inside my chest that I couldn't define what was predominating because I couldn't even recognize most of them. How could my parents have simply abandoned me, just when I needed the support of the people I loved the most in this world? Not even when I decided that I would sell my virginity to get the money I needed to provide a better life for my parents, not even on that day did I feel my heart beat as fast as it did now. Even today, before I left home, my mother was by my side, supporting me. She even made some tea with some salt and water crackers, in an attempt to make me feel better! I knew that my father was treating me with in
VirgíniaI couldn't say that I didn't believe him, nor could I go so far as to say that I did. I was confused, and what happened at the store this afternoon only made me more suspicious about Murilo."I don't know, Murilo. I am very confused. Even more so now that my parents have moved to another city and haven't even said goodbye to me.” I didn't want to cry again, but the tears fell without mercy and there I was, crying once more.Murilo hugged me, but this time, I felt more sensitive than before, I couldn't understand why, I just felt it. He pushed my hair away from my face and tried to wipe away the tears, which were coming down in abundance, and soon his fingers were caressing my face delicately and tenderly, making me weak. This was exactly what I needed at that moment: tenderness. And he was offering it to me. I sought his lips with mine and kissed him intensely, and my ardor was immediately reciprocated. We kissed for several minutes and only our mouths were touching becaus
MuriloWhen I invited Virginia to take a bath with me, her response would not just be about something as routine as that. The real question was whether she would accept what I was offering.By agreeing to the shower, she also agreed to try to make it work, even in the face of so many things that stood in our way, and I internally celebrated that small victory, for I knew that the road was just beginning.While we waited for our dinner to arrive, I thought I would take advantage of the time with something really interesting, which was this delicious but overly stubborn girl."I like to take cold showers" She warned me as we entered the small shower stall in her bathroom.I looked at her with a question mark in my eyes, but
VirgíniaWhen I woke up the day after my parents left home, I was in my room, but even that familiar environment, in which I had lived all my life, seemed different. It was not just that Murilo was in the same bed as me, sleeping next to my body, something totally e. I felt different and understood that the time had come to give in and try to make this work.But it was so hard to trust someone like Murilo, who was a rich man, owner of companies, and full of commitments, with a family that must have been snobbish and who certainly wouldn't accept me among them. It was not only because I was not of the same social level as them, but also because of the way we had met and even more so if everyone found out that I got pregnant even though he had been careful and used a condom. But even with all this constantly torturing me because my thoughts kept coming back to this same conflict, I still agreed to let Murilo sleep at my place, just because I was feeling strangely lonely. This was a ne