Lahat ng Kabanata ng Yours by contract : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

TRÊS SEMANAS DEPOIS Camila SilvaWith my eyes closed, I smile and feel the wind kissing my face softly. I sway my hips in rhythm with the music, feeling the white fringed skirt swaying completely, embellishing my dance even more.As I finish the samba that was playing, I close it, hearing the chorus of applause at the same moment. Being taken by surprise, I open my eyes and stare at everyone forming a circle around me, enjoying my dance.I don't know if I have stood out too much, it seems. But I have been in this place for three weeks now, I already know a lot of people and there is no longer an ounce of shame. It is as if I am always at home! So when I heard the first chords of the samba, I couldn't help myself and put my waist into it, sambering the way I love so much. Samba is in my roots, it is part of who I am, of my history. I am very proud, because just like my country, I am also made of samba.Yuri is doing everything to redeem himself with his mother. He had promised that th

CAMILA SILVA "No doubt about it, I will be accompanied by the most beautiful woman at this wedding."--- Ethan compliments by hugging me from behind.I stare at our reflection in the mirror, letting out a silly smile. It's amazing how he is always ready to compliment me, how he knows how to use the right words, leaving me delighted with the man I have by my side. He knows how to take my breath away, how to completely disarm me and make me totally vulnerable to him, to the feeling that involves us.Through the mirror, meeting his gaze. I let out a silly smile, pulling our bodies apart, slowly turning around so that he can see my clothes completely. I am wearing a pink dress, with very loose-fitting fabric; after all, the wedding is outdoors and I want to be dressed up. It has a huge slit on the right side, coming down to my thigh. It has a very large V-neckline, showing the curvature of my breasts. To finish, its sleeves are long in the crab mouth style. And of course my good heels.My

CAMILA SILVA I leave the coconut on the countertop, saying goodbye to Luisa, my colleague. Luisa has a kiosk by the sea, here in Ipanema. Whenever I am on one of my runs, I stop by her kiosk, drink a coconut water, or a nice cold mate, and we chat a little. Always about banal subjects.This moment, after five years of doing the same thing every day, has become part of my routine. It is something I love to do, just like running on the beach, either in the morning or near sunset. It does me good, because it is a moment that I take for myself, to reflect on how my life is going, and to take care of my body a little.I love my children, I love my family with all the strength in my being. But it is good to have this time alone, just running, having the beautiful view of the sea kissing the sand, feeling the delicious breeze drying, from my face, any drop of sweat. I am made of beach, the sea is my house, my home. No matter where I am, I need to have the ocean near me. Each of its waves a

CAMILA SILVA I put on my white blazer, finally finishing getting dressed for work. Since I work for an important company, I dress accordingly, always trying to maintain a fine line between sensuality and elegance. I like to be wearing both, if at all possible.Today I am wearing white social pants, and they are fitted to my body. This way, all my curves are embraced by the fabric, not in a vulgar way, just that they beautify me. A banded top, in the same color, with the blazer coming on top giving the finishing touch. I am elegant, the way I love it, but without ceasing to be beautiful at any moment. To complete, obviously, my white high heels.My makeup is more relaxed. Just a very calm skin, some mascara on the eyelashes and a lighter lipstick. My hair is totally loose, with just the brush I did earlier today.I spray my perfume, grab my purse and leave the room. I had tidied up the kids as soon as I woke up, after that I sent them downstairs to have breakfast with my mother who al

ETHAN SALVATOREI take several deep breaths, trying to concentrate on my breathing to calm myself down. Camila is in a way that I have never seen and clearly was not ready to see. Everything I say she has a ready answer, but it is an answer that is more like an out.The look that was once directed at me filled with lust, desires and promises. Nowadays it passes to me sorrow, resentment and indifference. At the end of it all, I saw a sparkle in her eyes when they met mine. I felt at home with the intensity that she looked at me, with the way her lips opened and formed the most beautiful smile I have ever seen in my life.Well, at least that smile hasn't changed. I could say that it actually just got wider. I have never seen a more beautiful smile than the one Camila gave to our daughter while playing with her. A moment so pure, that seems to be so ordinary for them, but that still carries its unique beauty, carries its meaning and above all, a happiness that I have never seen.Happines