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Celina wasn't wrong, we really were going to Florence, Italy. I do not claim that everything has passed and that the weather is perfect. In fact, in the afternoon we were responsible for packing a small suitcase and I only found Kaanadan at the end of the day, when he was already waiting for me in the car to go to the airport.

The mood is the same: Tense.

We left in the car and right behind, Marga and Silvério also got out of their car. Jud and Celina joined and Marga approached me, looking at me and already realizing the chaos that is between me and Kaanadan. Fact: we never understood each other and always one has to act on impulse. This time I make no secret of the fact that I was wrong.

"Did they fight again?" Marga takes off her sunglasses and looks at me.

I look at it and remain with mine. "And have we ever gone two days without a speech?" It does not give.

We cut the subject and Silvério called the redhead, both of them to get on the plane. I don't know why, but they don't