Chapter twenty one

TRÊS SEMANAS DEPOIS

Camila Silva

With 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