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Written in the Stars CHAPTER 81
The next day, Bruno and Helena's house was imbued with a sense of urgency. The conversation with the lawyer Gustavo Nery had brought a series of important decisions that needed to be made regarding the Siqueira family's inheritance, and Loreta's care was at the center of these decisions.Nilton, sitting in the living room with a thoughtful expression, was still concerned about traveling with Loreta, given her health condition. Helena approached him and placed her hand on his shoulder. “Nilton, you won't be alone. Bruno will be with you in Cuiabá and will keep me informed. We'll face this together.”Nilton looked at Helena with gratitude in his eyes. “Thank you, Helena. I really didn't want to have to deal with Loreta's matters alone, and now I feel more at ease knowing that Bruno will be with us.”Bruno, who was finishing packing, approached them. “Everything is ready for us to go, Dad. We'll figure this out.”With the confirmation that Bruno would be there to support them, Nilton beg
Written in the Stars CHAPTER 82
In their hotel room in Cuiabá, Bruno picked up his phone and called Helena, his wife, who was in Paraty. The phone rang a few times before Helena answered. Her voice was full of anticipation.“Hello, love,” Bruno said. “I have good news. Everything went well with the inventory. Now all the properties and assets belong to Mom.”There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, and Bruno could imagine the smile on Helena's face. “That's wonderful, Bruno! I'm so happy for all of you.”Bruno sighed in relief. “Thank you, my love. It was a long day, but things went smoothly. The lawyer took care of everything.”Helena asked, curiously, “When will you be back?”Bruno thought for a moment. “Well, we want to make the most of the trip and take a look at the farm in Poconé, in the interior of the state. Mom is feeling really good, and I think it's helping her remember s
Written in the Stars CHAPTER 83
Loreta was visibly happy, and her memory seemed to have been rekindled by the surroundings and the conversation. She shared stories of her childhood on the farm, of playing with friends, and of special moments with her family.After lunch, Casemiro suggested a horseback ride through the farm's lands. Everyone agreed, and they received a warm welcome from the cowboys, who were ready to guide them.Loreta was particularly excited about the idea. She mounted a horse with the help of one of the cowboys, and the others followed suit. They rode through the pastures and the trails that crisscrossed the farm, enjoying the serenity of the place and the natural beauty that surrounded them.As the evening approached, they returned to the farm's headquarters, their hearts filled with gratitude for this special day. Loreta was radiant, and Bruno, Nilton, and Casemiro helped her dismount from the horse. They all laughed and talked about the adventure they had shared.N
Written in the Stars CHAPTER 84
The car was silent, except for the soft sound of the radio. Helena stared out the window with a distant look, still reeling from the news that Bruno had given her. The idea of having to move to Mato Grosso left her lost in thought, and she couldn't shake the feeling that everything was changing too quickly.Bruno drove with determination, aware that the decision was difficult for Helena. He glanced at her from time to time, noting her worried expression. He wished to find the right words to comfort her and help her accept this change in their lives.Finally, they arrived home. The children were waiting at the door, eager to welcome their father back. Isabel, Antônio, and Emanoel rushed to hug Bruno.“Where are the grandparents, Daddy?” Isabel asked with a smile.“Grandpa and Grandma didn't come back, little ones,” Bruno said gently, ruffling his children's hair.The children seemed surprised and disappointed. They love
Written in the Stars CHAPTER 85
The long-awaited vacation time had arrived for Helena and Bruno's family, and the trip to Cuiabá in Mato Grosso was about to become a reality. Helena and Bruno had carefully prepared everything they needed for the trip, ensuring that their children, Isabel, Antônio, and Emanoel, had everything necessary for a comfortable journey.On the morning of departure, the car was loaded with suitcases, toys, and snacks for the road. The children were excited about the prospect of visiting their grandparents and exploring a new place. Bruno made sure all seatbelts were securely fastened, and with a nod, they set off towards Mato Grosso.The journey was filled with lively conversations, songs, and car games. Helena, sitting next to Bruno, couldn't help but smile as she watched the expressions of wonder and excitement on her children's faces. The road stretched out before them, and as they drove, Helena and Bruno took the opportunity to discuss the trip and what they h
Written in the Stars CHAPTER 86
In the farmhouse bedroom, Helena sat with Emanoel, her son, who was playing with his toys. The sunny afternoon had been overshadowed by the threat from Graciliano Ramos, the neighbor from the farm.The door opened, and Bruno entered, concerned about his son and the tense atmosphere in the room. He approached Emanoel and asked gently, “Is everything okay, son?”Emanoel looked at his father with eyes still filled with uncertainty and replied in a low voice, “Yes, daddy, I just got scared.”Bruno caressed the boy's head and reassured, “We will keep you safe, Emanoel. Nothing bad will happen.”Helena responded with a firm voice and a dry tone, “Yes, he'll be fine when we leave tomorrow.”Bruno furrowed his brow, surprised by the response. “Tomorrow? It's still a long time until the children's vacation ends. What happened?”Helena looked directly at Bruno, a tense expression on her face. She said, with a hint of irritation, “Bruno, the man threatened our son. I can't leave the children in
Written in the Stars CHAPTER 87
Bruno's parents' house in Cuiabá was a quiet refuge amidst the bustle of the city. It was a spacious building, surrounded by a well-maintained garden, where palm trees stood out under the scorching sun of Mato Grosso. The sound of local birds filled the air as Helena and her children, Isabel, Antônio, and Emanoel, entered through the front door.Helena instructed the children to go take a shower, allowing them to rest after the journey, while she took charge of preparing lunch herself. The kitchen was spacious and well-lit, with a window overlooking the backyard where some fruit trees grew, providing refreshing shade.The golden sun peeked through the window, creating dancing shadows on the kitchen walls. As the pan heated on the stove, she found herself immersed in her thoughts, replaying the argument she had had with Bruno. Those harsh words echoed in her mind. She felt hurt and misunderstood, as if her decision to follow her heart and prioritize the safety of her children was inter
Written in the Stars CHAPTER 88
The night fell gently and serenely in the spacious house in Cuiabá. Stars shimmered in the night sky, and the city's silence enveloped the residence, creating an atmosphere of calm and tranquility. Helena walked through the house, which now seemed so large with its six bedrooms, two suites, a spacious living room, and an equally vast dining room. The kitchen was the size of her mother's apartment in São Paulo, and the house was full of bathrooms to accommodate all family members.After putting Isabel, Antônio, and Emanoel to sleep, each in their room as they wished, Helena wandered through the house, lost in her thoughts. The house was exactly the kind of residence she had imagined sharing with Bruno one day. She couldn't help but smile faintly as she thought of her husband and how he had chosen to stay on the farm, a factor that made her own decision to leave even more painful.Bruno had clearly shown his desire to remain in Mato Grosso, and Helena knew they were on an irreversible p
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The scorching noon sun beat against Helena's car windshield as she drove along the winding roads of Poconé towards the family farm. Every mile traveled felt like an echo of the burden she carried in her heart, a mixture of longing and melancholy that only intensified with the proximity of the place she had avoided since Bruno's departure. Helena took a deep breath as she observed the vastness of the landscape around the farm. Poconé's blazing sun reflected off the dirt roads, creating a golden atmosphere over the rural scenery. Every piece of that place evoked deep memories, some comforting, others painful. As she parked the car in front of the farmhouse, a bittersweet sensation enveloped her. This was the last thing Helena wanted to do after Bruno's loss, but Dante's summons had made it clear that there was something important to face there. Exiting the car, Helena felt a lump forming in her throat. It was as if Bruno's presence were imprinted in that place, every corner, every sh
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Isabel, Antônio, and Emanoel were gathered in a corner of Ibirapuera Park, where they had improvised a small altar for their parents' wedding, Bruno and Helena. They were all anxious, waiting for their parents to appear after the conversation they were having somewhere in the park. Antônio looked at Isabel with a concerned expression. “Are you sure this plan is going to work?” he asked, his voice filled with uncertainty. Isabel held her brother's gaze confidently. “Of course it will, Antônio. Trust me,” she replied, determined. “You managed to get Leandro out of the way, didn't you?” Emanoel intervened, adding his support. “Yes, Antônio had a little help from me in that. Leandro should be far away by now, maybe even in Paris at this moment,” he said, trying to calm his brother's concerns. Melissa, Antônio's wife, watched the scene with interest. “Look, here comes Bruno,” she announced, drawing the siblings' attention. The three children turned to see Bruno approaching, his somber
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Helena was sitting in the back seat of the black car, sent by her daughter Isabel to take her to her wedding with Leandro at the registry office. However, her surprise was immense when she realized that the driver was none other than her ex-husband, Bruno. A mixture of shock and indignation took hold of her as Bruno drove through the streets of São Paulo. Her heart began to beat faster as she tried to process the situation. What was he doing there? And why on earth was he driving the car? She stared at Bruno seriously, unable to understand what he was up to. “What on earth do you think you're doing here?” she asked, her voice overflowing with disbelief. Bruno briefly turned his face to look at Helena, displaying an enigmatic smile. “I've already said I'm doing something grand,” he replied, with a confident tone. Helena's eyes narrowed with disdain at Bruno's response. She couldn't believe he was actually kidnapping her on the day of her wedding to Leandro. “So, your 'something gr
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Helena was standing in front of the mirror in her room, observing herself with a mixture of anxiety and resignation in her gaze. The light blue dress she had chosen for her registry office wedding with Leandro seemed heavier than she had imagined. She smoothed the folds of the flared fabric as she tried to convince herself that she was making the right choice. The door to the room opened gently, and Emanoel entered, wearing an expression of admiration on his face. His eyes, so much like those of his father, Bruno, conveyed a mix of pride and tenderness as he watched his mother. “You look beautiful, Mom,” Emanoel said, his voice laden with sincerity. Helena lifted her gaze to meet her son's eyes, feeling touched by his words. “Thank you, my dear,” she replied, her voice choked with emotion. “It means a lot to me to hear that from you.” Emanoel smiled, his expression radiant. “I'm glad to be a part of this moment with you,” he said, his voice brimming with joy. “And about Paris... i
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Helena was engrossed in her work, meticulously reviewing the details of an important case from the office, when her children, Emanoel and Isabel, walked through the door, radiating contagious energy. She lifted her eyes from the computer and greeted them with a warm smile, feeling her heart warmed by their presence. “Good to see you both!” exclaimed Helena, rising from her chair and going to meet her children. “I missed you.” Emanoel, with his warm embrace, almost lifted Helena off the ground, expressing his affection exuberantly. “Mom, we missed you yesterday!” he said with a smile. “Especially to finish eating the party food.” Helena laughed, feeling light-hearted with her son's contagious energy. “I wish I could have stayed longer,” she confessed. “But Leandro thought it's best for us to come back early to rest.” “Leandro also mentioned that you would be taking care of the wedding papers today,” she added, her tone filled with anticipation. Helena nodded, a look of agreement
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The morning began to sketch its first rays of sunshine over Bruno's farm, enveloping it in a gentle luminosity. In the quiet kitchen, Bruno moved with the familiarity of one who masters the environment, preparing breakfast before his children awakened to face the new day. As Bruno finished brewing the coffee, the soft sound of footsteps approaching caught his attention. In an instant, his daughter Isabel appeared in the kitchen doorway, her presence radiating a youthful and infectious energy. Isabel regarded Bruno with a radiant smile, revealing the joy of seeing him again. “I've been missing the smell of your coffee so much,” she confessed, expressing her appreciation for the morning routine with her father. Bruno returned Isabel's smile, feeling grateful to share that moment with his daughter. He poured a mug of coffee for Isabel, his skilled hands performing the gesture with inherent tenderness. “I've been missing serving coffee to my daughter,” Bruno admitted, his eyes shinin
