All Chapters of Written in the Stars: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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

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

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

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

The morning sun rays began to seep through the curtains, casting a gentle glow on Helena and Bruno, who were lying in bed after the night of love they had shared. The atmosphere was serene, and both seemed enveloped by a sense of calm and renewal. Helena took a deep breath and broke the silence that filled the room with a soft sigh.“The children really love the house and the farm. They're truly enjoying it. They love being able to sleep in separate rooms. And for them, they'd stay here,” she said, her gaze meeting Bruno's.Bruno looked at Helena with a hopeful gleam in his eyes. “They said that?” He asked.Helena nodded and then continued, choosing her words carefully. “Yes. They are also happy to be near their grandparents. Nilton and Loreta mean a lot to them. I didn't want to deprive them of that.”Bruno agreed, understanding his wife's concerns. “We can make it work. The kids don't need to stay at the farm all the time. We can arrange for them to spend time there, but also keep t