DEPENDENCELara couldn't take her eyes off the mirror. With one hand covering her mouth, tears of emotion streamed down her face. The young woman's large eyes were watery, making for a beautiful photo."Clara, why didn't I do this earlier?" Lara asked, still gazing at herself in the mirror. Clara had shaved one side of her head and the nape of her neck, leaving the rest of her hair to fall to one side, revealing the skin where it had been shaved. "I've suffered for years, trying to straighten and touch up my roots, and yet, look how beautiful it is now!""Everything has its time, Lara. Now was the right time. And I'll warn you, on the first day, clients usually get excited too, some of them. But as the days go by, some of them change their minds and straighten their hair again, so if you want to, you can go back to straightening it without any problem, okay?""Okay, but I don't think I'll straighten it again. I've wanted to go back to natural hair for a long time."Lara got up from th
LIPELipe's house was completely different from the others in the condominium. As a carpenter, he had made all his furniture to measure. It was charming and Lara's favourite house to clean. The furniture was unique, not only in style but also in size, which was carefully thought out to fit each room. Lara used to tell her friend that his house seemed to be dressed with furniture, as he had fitted everything uniformly and it was all very exclusive. It took Lipe more than two years to finish furnishing the whole house, as he would say that new furniture models and raw materials would come out every day, making his decision difficult and he was almost always modifying or exchanging some piece of furniture since he manufactured them himself.Even the backyard, he had turned into his carpentry workshop. He used to work there when he was a freelancer, but now the machines were no longer there. Lipe was always called by his friends to modify or create some furniture in the condominium and he
SANDRODahlia surprised them, Lara and Lipe, as she arrived carrying bags. Lara was washing dishes in the kitchen when the woman arrived in her pink suit and she looked so beautiful in it." I brought presents for everyone!" Dahlia shouted as she entered Lipe's living room.The guy and the girl got caught up in her excitement."Dahlia, you crazy woman, you shouldn't be spending money on us," Lara forgot about the wet and soapy kitchen and dove into the bags, even though she said that Dahlia shouldn't have spent any money. She grabbed a paper bag with her name written in pillot pen and found a cute purple top. "My God, it's so beautiful!""And earrings! I brought you wonderful earrings that match your new hair!"Lara had already sent photos and videos of her new look to the group and received dozens of congratulations.Lipe received a simply marvellous denim jumpsuit and rushed to the bathroom to try it on. Dahlia was sending messages to the condo group ever since they added her, she w
THREE FRIENDS SLEEPING ON THE FLOORDalia was excited to share the news with Clara. She went to her new house and her current best friends, Linda and Sandro, were there in great excitement. Linda was looking for a place to put the flowers she had picked around the condominium, and, still unaccustomed to working in her own clothes, no longer in uniform, she did not take off the apron that Dalia had given her."I can't wait to have furniture in this house, Sandro. Everything is so empty," Linda commented to the man. Sandro helped her improvise a vase with a bucket, as the woman did not want to waste fresh and fragrant flowers, even though there were many scattered around the condominium."But I think today we will bring at least beds," Sandro agreed. The two were in the backyard of the house chosen by Dalia, and it was one of the largest there."Aren't you guys liking sleeping on mattresses on the floor?" Dalia surprised them. "I'm loving it, guys. The last time I slept like this was wh
DESTROY TO REBUILDThe rest of the week was spent with everyone helping Dália, Sandro, and Linda with the organisation of their new home, each one on their own schedule. Clara was a great help, as she had taken not only one but two weeks off from work. She had called the salon and asked one of the girls to take over for her during these fifteen days, and had put her hands to work at Dália's house, since her own was already perfect thanks to Dália and her friends. Although Clara was not there when her house was set up, she was fully satisfied with how they had arranged everything so well. She spent her days helping Dália and wandering around the condominium - this was her place now, and she already felt officially part of the group. One day, as she arrived at Dália's house, she was surprised to see a truck parked in front of the garage, and it was not a moving truck, but rather a construction truck or something similar, judging by the construction and finishing logo painted on the larg
AN INVITATION TO FAMILYShe had idle days ahead of her being away. Her throat no longer hurt, but she wanted to enjoy her new house for these days and strengthen her bonds with her new friends. She called her father, but was unsuccessful as he was not a big fan of cellphones, so she called David."Hi, little sis! How are you?" - David always called or answered enthusiastically and affectionately."I'm good, and how are you guys?""Very well, thank God. Dad was talking about you not even half an hour ago. Marya is also here, by the way.""Great! I was just about to call her and Luca too. Missing you guys.""Any news, gorgeous?" Marya's voice appeared, they were on speakerphone."Loads! You have no idea! Is Luca there too?""No, just Marya, Dad, and me.""Do you think you could come visit me, maybe next week or the week after?" - Clara asked, hoping they would say yes. Now that she had called, she realised how much she wanted to see them."Princess, are you really okay? How is Megan?" -
SEND ME THE LOCATION"Clara had not been able to rest since she cut Lara's hair; her friends would send her messages or come to her house asking her to change their haircut, colour it, give it a perm, and make so many requests that she would have the rest of the month booked just for them. She was happy because this would help her with her plans that she had been working on for over a year, which was to buy her own car. She had been saving for eight months, but the amount she had gathered so far wouldn't even cover the cost of one wheel, let alone a car. However, after moving to the condominium and not having to pay rent and basic bills, she could even buy a car now. Her father had taught her to save and not get carried away, to think about the future and not waste money. She thought a lot about how lucky she was to have found the house she was living in, but she could never predict what could happen in the future, and buying a car now would undoubtedly be an extravagance. What if som
CELEBRATION WITH JUICES AND SOFT DRINKS "We didn't really prepare ourselves for this, Marya came home looking like a madwoman, made Dad and me grab clothes from the closet as if we were going to a bomb shelter, but now I'm relieved and very happy we came, Clara," said David, the calmest of the three brothers, the most relaxed and centred of the trio. David had a hand on his sister's shoulder throughout their walk around the house. "But it was Luca who drove me crazy, we went to your house with him telling me to just tell you guys to get in the car, didn't even turn it off, did you see him honking non-stop?" They now laughed at their panic. "Luckily, he saw her on the call, or he would have sent the police!" "Dad, you have to see the lake, or lagoon, I don't know what it is, that's here!" Clara said, while Marya prepared dinner for them. The smell of spices in the air. "Can we fish?" She laughed at the question she knew he would ask. "I think so, you know, according to Otávio, ther
TWO YEARS LATER"It may seem like many people say that, but I'm being completely sincere when I say you are the most beautiful pregnant woman I have ever seen!" Clara exclaimed as Megan entered her apartment."I hope she believes you, Clara, because I tell her the same thing every day and she doesn't believe me," Gregory said, entering behind his eight-month pregnant wife, who waddled with her pregnant swagger."I believe you, Greg, but when his godmother says it, I'm happy too," Megan said, sitting down with some effort and with Gregory's help. The two had been married for a year and seemed to be in a constant honeymoon phase. "Friend, I also never tire of saying that your apartment is the most beautiful I have ever seen.""I'm obliged to agree, and Dália helped me furnish it.""Dália has incredible taste, doesn't she?""Yes, look at this painting!" Clara pointed to the wall where a beautiful landscape canvas was hanging. It was exactly the painting of Paradise – she says it's for me
SO MUCH OLDER.When they left, Dália and Linda were buzzing with excitement, practically ready to take flight. Linda made calls to catering services, wanting everything to be perfect, and sent messages in the group, warning everyone and threatening anyone who thought about leaving tonight, as she wanted everyone present.Lara sent an audio message, saying she was heading to Márcia's house right now and promised to drag her along by her hair if she had to. Everyone responded with laughing and laughing emojis.Clara was practically dragged to the main house by Linda and Dália. Priscilla was already there with her boyfriend and their daughters, busy cleaning and organizing the house for the party later.Frank tried to help as much as he could, Jânio had left work to assist everyone, and Megan pulled Clara aside to tell her that this party would be good to get them out of the slump they were in. It was Clara's father's call that reminded her that she was supposed to be on her way to his h
RESCUEShe locked the living room door, trembling at the thought of him showing up, knowing she would hit him if he appeared there now. She paced around the room like a caged lioness. Hurt, devastated, and feeling dirty. She felt like the dirtiest woman on the face of the earth.Dália must have seen the lights on in her living room because minutes later she knocked on her door. And she only opened it because she recognized her friend's voice."Why was your door locked?" Dália asked as soon as she entered. "I couldn't sleep thinking about Jaqueline and Márcia, can you believe it? I'm going to make some coffee."Her friend didn't look at her and didn't notice how bad she was feeling. Clara thought it was better that way and shouted from the living room."Okay, I'll get ready and take a shower, and then I'll come to the kitchen."She really needed a shower and took a long one, hoping that the water would wash away some of her pain and anguish down the drain, and that her eyes wouldn't be
THERE ARE OTHER PLEASURES IN LIFE.And that's exactly how it went. Clara had a sleepless night. It was past midnight, and she was still stressed, thinking about how casually he had mentioned talking to her father, solving the problem, just like that. But by one in the morning, her feelings had changed, and she felt like a fool for getting upset and kicking him out of her house simply because he had said he would never have sex with her, ever! What kind of woman was she, getting rid of a man just because he said he would never sleep with her?But at two in the morning, she reconsidered. No, it wasn't about sex! The harsh reality of her situation with Otavio was that it was messy and strange. Perhaps deep down, she knew that it would have to come to an end someday. It wasn't about sex, it wasn't a relationship, it wasn't what they had. She knew that one day it would have to end, and now seemed just as good a time as any. A breaking point could come at any moment, even now.Reality final
I AM AT MY LIMITDália messaged her shortly after, and she thought it was Dália who was turning the doorknob."Hi, my dear. Is something wrong?""Was it you at my bedroom door?" she asked."No, I'm already in bed, but I was there about twenty minutes ago, and Otávio was mopping the living room. Is everything okay?""No. We had an argument, Dália.""I understand.""I don't want him in my house anymore. Please let him know that he needs to go back to his own house.""I will, don't worry."After a sleepless night, she left her room and saw that the living room was sterile clean, but he wasn't there. Thank goodness for that. But his mother was there because the smell of fresh coffee was coming from the kitchen."Good morning," she greeted her friend, who along with Linda, was sitting at the table having breakfast."Good morning. Are you feeling better?" Dália asked, concerned."Yes. I'm feeling better now.""Was it one of his quirks?" Linda asked."No, Linda. I got upset when I joked with
YOU DON'T SLEEP HERE ANYMORE!"I still can't believe it," she said, lying on his chest in the morning. "I don't even feel the urge to drink.""God, that's the best thing I've heard in centuries," Lipe said, his voice husky and smiling."I didn't sleep with Murilo, Lipe. I know I've said it already, but I want to emphasize it.""It's okay, love. I believe you, okay?""Especially because I could only think of you since I left the hospital, and my mind was filled with thoughts of you all the time.""Lara, I'm so happy, and it's so unbelievable to me that I feel like I might be dreaming, you here with me, telling me that you love me." He propped himself up on his elbows and looked at her with shining eyes."I don't understand why it's so hard to believe. I'd be crazy not to love you, love. I may be dependent, but I'm not insane. You're the most incredible guy who has come into my life, and it would be me not believing that you could love me. I just have to be grateful to the universe for
I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO SURE IN MY LIFE"Are you not going to visit her at the farmhouse?" Clara probed."I'm not that evolved," he replied, smiling to the side."I don't understand," she said."She stayed at my house the day she was discharged from the hospital, Clara, and left in the morning without saying goodbye, just leaving me a note on the fridge saying she would spend a few days at the farmhouse. I could have taken her there, but she called Murilo. They're together at the farmhouse now, and my concern is that he and she, well... they degrade themselves sexually. I'm sorry for telling you this, but you've gone out with her to Jânio's parties and you've seen how she uses sex to vent," he explained."Oh my God, Lipe. I'm so sorry," Clara wanted to cry upon hearing that, imagining how much the young man was suffering."I guess deep down, I worry that she will resort to old habits that will lead her to relapse, you know, and she has struggled so much to get clean," he confided."You a
LIGHTNING STORMMegan was thinking about Gregory even more now. She had stopped stalking him on social media a long time ago. It was too much suffering, why continue to do that, to hurt herself even more?Talking to Clara was always wonderful. It brought her relief and made her feel calm. But when she was alone, the thoughts assaulted her again. No matter how much she tried to convince herself that it might be her ego screaming, that her longing for him was because she couldn't have him, that it was the desire for the forbidden, deep down she knew it wasn't just that. It wasn't a matter of ego; it was love in its most painful and absurd form. It was the love for someone who was already committed, and if he were single, they would be together, end of story. She wouldn't be the mistress for quick encounters, the other woman who patiently or anxiously waits for the married and committed man. She had self-respect and wouldn't lower herself to be the lover who regrets being with the husban
YOU DID THE RIGHT THING!When his plump, warm lips touched hers, the sound of the door being opened concealed her moan. Finally, a woman who valued her bladder!"Let's go to my place," Gregory whispered in her ear, intertwining his finger with hers, and she followed him outside. The woman who entered didn't even notice them there, nor did she notice that there was a man present. Megan walked with him, their fingers still entwined. It was only when they were going down the escalator that it hit her. One: she was walking hand in hand with a married man in the middle of a shopping mall. Two: he said they were going to his house?But she didn't want to ask anything. She feared that if she asked any questions, the enchantment would break, he would change his mind, see reason, and by God, the self-proclaimed moralist feared that. She mentally kicked herself. Rolled her eyes internally at knowing that she was falling for it as well, and this time, fully aware! She was aware that she was acco