Helena found herself in a café near the courthouse, enjoying a moment of relaxation with her friend Lucia. As they sipped their coffee, Helena observed Lucia, a figure who represented everything she could have been if she hadn't followed her heart and gone after Bruno. Lucia was impeccably dressed, wearing designer clothes and exuding an aura of power that Helena couldn't help but secretly envy.Lucia observed Helena with a playful expression, teasing her with her words.“If you keep looking at me like that, I might start to think you find me attractive,” she joked, eliciting a smile from Helena.Helena responded lightly, not letting herself be affected by Lucia's teasing.“Actually, I'm just happy to see you doing so well,” she confessed, appreciating the relaxed moment.Lucia returned Helena's smile, acknowledging the sincerity in her words.“You look amazing too, you know?” she complimented, showing her appreciation for her friend.Helena appreciated Lucia's gesture, but couldn't h
Carlos Madeira's office, a renowned private investigator, was a space where secrets were revealed and mysteries unraveled. On that day, Carlos was immersed in yet another report from one of his cases when the door of his office was abruptly pushed open by Bruno Matos, who tried to dodge the attempts of Carlos's secretary to stop him.Carlos looked up from the document on his desk, surprised by Bruno's sudden entrance.“What's going on here?” he inquired, casting a bewildered look at the secretary and Bruno.The secretary exchanged a worried glance with Carlos before responding.“Mr. Matos didn't want to wait, sir,” she explained, indicating Bruno's impulsive behavior.Bruno, with a frustrated look on his face, tossed a dossier onto Carlos's desk, expressing his irritation.“Once again, your investigation has led nowhere,” he accused, his voice laden with disappointment.Carlos briefly pondered the situation before giving an order to his secretary.“Please, wait outside,” he instructed
“What are you doing here?” Regina questioned, her voice sharp with suspicion.Bruno stared at Regina, his expression showing no signs of weakness.“I came to visit my children, as agreed upon in the divorce proceedings.”Regina pressed her lips together, clearly displeased with the surprise.“You should have given advance notice. That's not how things work.”Bruno crossed his arms over his chest, defending his position.“No specific visitation day was determined in the proceedings. Besides, I live in another state.”Regina huffed, clearly unsatisfied with the explanation.“Even so, that's not proper etiquette,” she retorted.Helena intervened, her voice firm as she addressed the two.“At least he came to see the children, even after months,” she said, shooting a disapproving look at Bruno.Bruno looked at Helena, his eyes meeting hers in a brief moment of understanding.“I had my reasons,” he murmured, his voice softening slightly.Helena looked away, refusing to engage in a deeper ar
Ibirapuera Park seemed tranquil and serene, contrasting with the palpable tension between Helena and Bruno as they sat side by side on a bench. The setting sun on the horizon created a golden aura around them, but the conversation that ensued was far from warm. Helena closed her notebook with a sigh, looking directly at Bruno.“I'm all ears,” she replied, her expression serious.Bruno met Helena's eyes, trying to convey sincerity.“I know I've been absent for all these months, but I'd like to maintain a visitation schedule with the kids. At least once every 15 days, with the weekend for me,” he explained, hoping Helena would consider his proposal.Helena fixed her gaze on Bruno, pondering his words.“The kids won't be traveling with you to Mato Grosso, if that's what you're suggesting,” she said firmly, showing her determination to protect her children.“I know you wouldn't allow that,” Bruno nodded, waiting for Helena's reaction, “but I'd like to know if I could at least travel with
The apartment was imbued with the scent of newness and possibility. Helena was in the living room, watching as the boxes were unloaded by her children, Isabel, Antônio, and Emanoel, as they excitedly organized their new rooms. It was a moment of transition, full of promises and challenges.As Helena familiarized herself with the space, Lucia approached with two glasses of champagne, a warm smile lighting up her face. She handed a glass to Helena before taking a sip of her own.“To new beginnings,” Lucia proposed, raising her glass in a silent toast.Helena smiled, lightly touching her glass to Lucia's.“To new beginnings,” she echoed, feeling a comforting warmth spread through her chest.Lucia watched Helena for a moment before beginning to speak, her curiosity evident in her expression.“So, did Bruno really ask you to move in with him?” she inquired, seeking to better understand the situation.Helena nodded, her eyes reflecting a mixture of resignation and uncertainty.“Yes, he did,
Bruno stood there, in front of Helena's apartment door, a sense of nervousness coursing through his body, as it always did when he rang her doorbell. Years had passed since the divorce, but the anxiety persisted, even though he knew she rarely answered or even showed up when he came to pick up the kids. However, to his surprise, this time the door opened, and there was Helena.Her short blond hair danced lightly around her face, an elegant dress accentuated her curves and thighs, while a pair of high heels highlighted her confident posture. Despite the years that had passed, Helena seemed even more radiant, with a welcoming smile on her lips. Bruno's eyes met hers, and for a moment, he found himself lost in that familiar expression that always captivated him.“Hi,” he murmured, struggling to maintain his composure.“Hi, Bruno. Come in, please,” she invited him, with a warm voice. “Isabel is still getting ready.”B
The sound of the cover band filled the atmosphere with the bar, creating a vibrant and relaxed ambiance. Helena was seated next to Lucia, enjoying her Friday night to unwind and have some fun. The colorful lights danced to the rhythm of the music, while the buzz of conversations filled the air.Lucia looked at Helena with a mischievous smile. “You should go talk to him,” she said, leaning forward. “After all, he sent those drinks to you.”Helena was slightly taken aback by Lucia's suggestion. She hesitated for a moment before responding. “I don't know,” she murmured, glancing at the drinks in front of her.Lucia nudged her gently, encouraging Helena. “Go on, Helena,” she urged. “You've got nothing to lose.”Helena pondered for a moment, feeling a mix of conflicting emotions within her. On one hand, she was curious to see Leandro again, but on the other, she was nervous about revisiting the past.
Helena was in the hallway. Her heart skipped a beat, and her stomach twisted in a mixture of surprise and anxiety. It was as if time had stopped for a moment as she watched Bruno standing there, looking at her with an expression she couldn't quite decipher.Helena felt a shiver run down her spine as their gazes met. It was as if all the memories of the moments they shared, both good and bad, came flooding back all at once. She found herself caught in his gaze, unable to look away.Beside her, Leandro noticed the change in Helena's expression and followed her gaze to Bruno. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, sensing the tension in the air, but then looked at Helena with a gentle smile.“Helen, are you okay?” Leandro asked, his soft voice breaking the tense silence.Helena blinked a few times, trying to regain control of her thoughts. She forced a smile at Leandro, although she knew it wasn't very convincing.“Yes, I'm fine,”