CHAPTER 125

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.”

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