( A CHANCE FOR LOVE)
AURORA
I couldn't stay in the room while they revived my boy.
I'm lying on a bed like Artur's, but in a separate room and with two nurses having to hold my legs and arms for a third to medicate me. My throat is sore, but that doesn't stop me from screaming my son's name, even though my body is getting heavy and I can't keep my eyes open anymore.
ARTHU
(A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORAArthur and I spent the night at the hospital, so he could be monitored more closely. Cesar went home after much protest from me as soon as I found out that he hadn't slept for over thirty hours. Amelia and Henrico also returned to the farm with the promise of returning the next day, but Anna was adamant about spending the night with me.Neither of us really slept."You need to rest, Anna.
( A CHANCE FOR LOVE) César I always lose track of time when I'm with her, but this time, it's different,I am willing to make this moment something unique and special. "Look at me, Aurora." I ask, careful not to startle her as I try to bring her onto my lap.
( A CHANCE FOR LOVE) AURORA My feet are like stones as I climb the stairs. " How are you my dear?" I raise an eyebrow at him, pausing on the bottom step. " Come. I laced my fingers through his, pulling him into my room. " Do not make noise. " I point to the door of Arthur's room and make si
H E N R I C O The clatter of loose springs reverberates throughout the long dark hallway, some roars are louder than others and are coming from every cell, but this is what happens when you get lunatics with so much shit in their heads they can't find a foothold to sleep and forget. Lying on the top of the bunk that I share with one of my companions, I stare at the photo ripped from the old newspaper that Guilhermino managed to bring me, the paper is worn and the color dissipates as the days go by, however, I can still see the outline the smile of each member of the Leal family and the victorious expression on their faces. Augusto did as he said and won the elections in New York, becoming governor of the state with a great advantage over his competitors. Something in me broke when my best friend brought the news of the wedding, I didn't believe it until he brought me this photo as proof, I know deep down he still hopes that I will move on and forget about them all, erase the idea of
AMELIA LEAL I was once taught that lying is ugly and dishonest, but I was never warned about the consequences. Well, I discovered that in addition to being painful, they can be irreversible. At ten, when all I wanted was to be accepted, I lied to help a classmate, Justine, fake a stomachache and get out of her calculus exam. The same day the girl sent me a “Thank you” message full of admiration, I didn't know at the time if I should feel praised, but I liked having her gratitude. A week later, the principal suspended me. It took some time for me to realize that the lie surrounded me, constituted everything I knew and, consequently, was part of who I was too. There was no escape, I kept lying not because I liked it, but because I was too good to ignore. I learned that no matter how screwed up you are inside, if a beautiful smile is shaping your lips, in the end, no one wants to see tears or know about your anguish.My smiles were rehearsed, dictated, just like my clothes and life.
Henry ZattaniI take a deep breath, finally inhaling the pure air of freedom. I look with a smile at the image of Guilhermino leaning on his blue truck across the street, he's here just as he promised. I look back and take one last look at the penitentiary that was my home for three and a half years. I walk towards my friend, with moderate and cautious steps, I watch his eyes narrow in my direction, more precisely on the cigarette between my lips and I can't help but smile right after blowing the smoke in the air.This was a habit I acquired in jail, I tried it on one night, where not even my plans for revenge could bring me peace and voilá."Yea!" I raise my hands in surrender as he arches his left eyebrow in disapproval, taking one last shot of my Dunhill, a gift from my cellmate in celebration of my departure. Knowing that I won't be allowed to smoke in his car, I put out the cigarette and dispose of it in the only nearby trash can.Shit.“Since when do you smoke?” I shrug.“I
Amélia LealComing of age is usually a big milestone for most teenagers, the euphoria of long-awaited independence and false freedom, but not for me. The expensive, elegant dress that someone from my father's marketing department picked out has been lying on my bed for half an hour and all I can feel is frustration. I still want to run away and give a fuck to everyone in this house, but it's not that easy and as much as I want to grab my backpack, fill it with simple clothes and disappear from the map, Augusto would find me wherever I went. I need to be patient and calm, as I have done year after year, waiting, yearning for the day when nothing could hold me back.I accepted that my birthdays turned into political and social events to plan.I sigh, smooth the lace fabric of my black dress and slide it down my arms, turning to face my reflection in the mirror when I'm fully dressed. The model hugs my curves and brings out the greenish color of my eyes covered by a simple makeup,
HENRICO ZATTANII almost blew it. I forgot for a while that I was at the damn party to watch and learn more about the enemy, but I ended up sharing glasses of tequila and fraternizing, it was so natural that I didn't realize it's making it easier and relaxing, in jail keeping on alert is what keeps you alive , it's not the guards who are there to supposedly watch over us and "protect", much less their saddle partners, the only reliable person in that environment is yourself, so I never relaxed and trusted.Well, until yesterday.The idea was to make her drink until she says what she shouldn't, being very clear, even she's drunk enough to throw out the dirt of every member of the Leal family, counting on her own. The plan seemed brilliant as it formed in my head, as I watched her sneak up to the bar.My eyes gleamed in anticipation as I saw her so vulnerable right there, the mask failing to disguise the sadness in her clear, beautiful eyes. Shit, maybe it wasn't the tequila's faul
( A CHANCE FOR LOVE) AURORA My feet are like stones as I climb the stairs. " How are you my dear?" I raise an eyebrow at him, pausing on the bottom step. " Come. I laced my fingers through his, pulling him into my room. " Do not make noise. " I point to the door of Arthur's room and make si
( A CHANCE FOR LOVE) César I always lose track of time when I'm with her, but this time, it's different,I am willing to make this moment something unique and special. "Look at me, Aurora." I ask, careful not to startle her as I try to bring her onto my lap.
(A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORAArthur and I spent the night at the hospital, so he could be monitored more closely. Cesar went home after much protest from me as soon as I found out that he hadn't slept for over thirty hours. Amelia and Henrico also returned to the farm with the promise of returning the next day, but Anna was adamant about spending the night with me.Neither of us really slept."You need to rest, Anna.
( A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORAI couldn't stay in the room while they revived my boy.I'm lying on a bed like Artur's, but in a separate room and with two nurses having to hold my legs and arms for a third to medicate me. My throat is sore, but that doesn't stop me from screaming my son's name, even though my body is getting heavy and I can't keep my eyes open anymore.ARTHU
( A CHANCE FOR LOVE)CÉSARI lie in my bed with Aurora's image in my head, her feline, dogged gaze stealing my breath until I finally fall asleep and wake up several times during the night. When I arrive at the office, my eyes are heavy and tired. With lack of proper rest, but when define rambles on about my patients and reveals that Cassie got better overnight, run to the little girl's room and sleep passes.I love my work.I fucking love it!
(A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORA"I... h-hmmm." I pull the phone away from my ear enough to read the name on the display and figure out who I'm talking to, then I bite the inside of my cheek. This can only be a joke." It was Arthuzinho who called."I defend myself and I hear your laugh, cocky to the fund."Clear.""I'm serious!"A break, and then I look into the cat eyes of my offsprin
(A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORATHIS SHOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED!Swim in the pool that Henrico he had it built after he married Amelia and I don't come out until I'm s
(A CHANCE FOR LOVE)CÉSARI have no idea what went down last night, but the way the blonde is avoiding me, I'm betting I fucked up. Few people know that I suffer from sleepwalking, only my parents and my ex fiancée, I never slept with another woman after I broke up with Silver and I take all possible shifts at the hospital to avoid being home alone. The episodes are not caused by any physical illness, but they started at the end of my childhood, on the last night at my paternal grandparents' house, when I was ten and on vacation. Since then, my nights tend to be unpredictable. No explanation."Stop looking at me. "Aurora he speaks only so I can hear, preten
(A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORAAURORAThe loss can only be understood by those who have loved. Well, at least that's how it feels to sleep in the guest room my sister chose.in the house that was once mine. WhenI met Henrico years ago, my heart was broken, the man I loved had just sailed to another continent and to get revenge I married another. Unfortunately, acted on impulsiveness and