All Chapters of OPPOSITE TWINS The Origin of the Lady...: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The same night continues...For the majority, the same as every night, but not for the unfortunate man who displays a magnificent ring on his left ring finger and nothing more than that, when it comes to being married.He noticed the loneliness when everyone started to pay attention to their peers, ignoring him and some even seeing it as a bad omen due to the fact that he was alone, on a couple’s night and because he was practically induced or forced to wish them good luck. to the bride and groom. The whispers and laughter of those present sound like torment to him as he insists on looking at his watch. Meanwhile, everyone directed their chairs in such a way as to position their backs to him. “God forbid..., but if this marriage doesn't last, I'm sure it was the sinister back here that was bad luck...” says one of the women in such a way that Bruce could hear.These words and the gestures of most women, added to his situation, induce him, for the first time in his life, to go beyond w

Another night at the bar...Early in the morning, a team organized a small stage with the appropriate instruments. For regular customers at the luxury hotel bar, it was nothing new.From that day on, during the festive month of celebrating love, there would be the traditional presence of the singer Tenórius, with his remarkable voice.Everyone present was expectant and there were already many napkins with song names and dedications that would soon be given to the friendly artist."Good evening, everyone!" he wants the bar manager at the microphone and, without the enthusiasm deserved for the occasion, after a pause, he adds.” It is with great sadness that I announce that our beloved Obadiah Tenórius will not be able to be present during our festive period... He asked me to read the note, explaining the reason....Let's get to the note:“Dear friends and fans of my interpretation, I love you all and for this reason I feel obliged to go beyond a simple...: “There was an unforeseen event

A jealous wife whispers in her husband's ear, “the moment, people and the environment are what create, recreate, corrupt and divert us.” and soon after she frowns."What did you say? I don’t understand...” asks the husband, as he was busy at the moment.“Didn’t you hear me, Cabral...? I quoted a phrase my mother told me! Never mind...” she concluded, getting up and leaving, taking only the small bag with her.Meanwhile, everyone else remains in their places, sitting, eating, drinking and as if hypnotized.At the end of all the melodies that cover the contracted hours, the singer announces. “Thank you very much for the applause... Now, to close the night, I will sing a version of a song that most of you probably know the melody...I'm a fan of this singer and that's why I wrote these lyrics. The melody belongs to my diva and I ask everyone for permission to interpret my lyrics in it.She takes a deep breath and begins to sing: “I am a womanI just know how to be like thisBut this can

The next day, first thing in the morning, she invites the new doctor director of the local hospital and maternity hospital for a meeting for two. As soon as the doctor walks through the door, anxiously, she asks a direct question:“When a couple cannot produce a healthy child... is there any way to know, precisely, where the problem is? In the man or in the woman?”“Good morning, First Lady... I realize that the issue of motherhood has once again occupied a place of concern in your life.”“Not like before doctor, not like before...But I admit that it is worrying. Faced with possibilities. But still speculative. Just answer me the question!”“I understand..., I'm sorry for the apparent intrusion... Well, to be sure where the impediment is coming from, we will have to, obligatorily, carry out some tests on one of the two or on both to be more exact... and...” is interrupted by her.“On my first. Could it be today, now?” she rushes.“Well, we don’t have the resources for that here, in o

Another day getting to know, in practice, the universe of the game...“One of the chess player’s adversaries is… time!” recalls the instructor. Realizing, once again, that Rúbia makes good moves, but it has taken a long time to make them.“I know that...” understands the student.“One of the characteristics of good players is how quickly they move compared to the opponent. Well thought out moves, however, without consuming more time than the opponent, remember?” It reminds me of Rúbia, the teacher.The student remains thoughtful for a while.“Lady Rúbia...?” he asks Eleonora, noticing that she was thinking for a long time and adds, “Life is short by nature, but chance can make it even shorter. “So, every little moment can represent a big part.”“I'm sorry, but... when you told me that, it reminded me that... Never mind!” She thinks about justifying it, but remembers that the teacher, like most people, shouldn't know everything she's currently thinking.Despite the game of chess withou