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

- Congratulations to you...The cake arrives at our table with the candles lit. Celina looks at me in surprise, after seeing the waiter arrive and deposit my order in front of her.The day dawned colder, but even that didn't make me give up on bringing her to a restaurant I found on the internet in a search last night. La leggenda dei Fratti was my choice, for its incredible view of the city from the terrace we are on, as well as the Renaissance-style garden that we have access to.I can't deny that I thanked the heavens that Damiano knew where it was...I finish singing the famous birthday song, seeing Celina laugh shyly. Then she blows out the candle."Thanks..." He says and then smiles.- Not over yet.- No?I bend over and open a black bag I carried here, pulling out a box. I put it on the table and pushed it towards Celina, seeing her look at me modestly.— I didn't have to... — I wait for her to open the box and then she suspends a scream, looking at me incredulously. "

I feel hot from the moment Kaanadan touched me like that. And I blame it on that for agreeing to come with him to a place other than where the party takes place. I blame it on that, because I'm looking forward to something I don't even know what's going to happen. And I blame it on that, that I'm following him even though a part of me is screaming at me to back off.The rustic brown elevator sign announces that we have reached the top floor of the mansion where Cavallaro's party takes place. The doors open and I don't look at Kaanadan, I just follow him through the silent and spacious floor that leads us to three different corridors. We follow the middle one.The lights disappear and only candle lamps are left, which are present every four steps down the corridor. I feel tense. And when Kaanadan opens the double doors pushing them in different directions, we are plunged into a room lit by the red lamp.Peculiar...But nothing as peculiar as what I see. I look around and see the sp

My whole body squirms in front of the toilet. I grip the sides and for the thousandth time let go and I can almost feel my guts coming out with it. I groan from the pain it causes me.I feel my hair being held for you and I know Kaanadan is here. I take a deep breath to stem another wave, but the next thing I know, I'm throwing up again.Horrible...It was pretty much all night like that. I don't remember very well how I ended up in this tragic state, but I did and I'm not well. Yesterday, that bone-chilling water even helped me to balance more, but I really wish the nausea would stop. Or decrease."Are you still in pain?" Kaanadan asks quietly as I turn my face away from the toilet and drop my head onto his shoulder behind me.- Yes... - I say and try to keep another wave trapped."I'll have to order another medicine." You're worse than I thought...- It's no use. - I feel my stomach lurch and I stop for a moment, checking if I can hold it or not. With you. I speak again. "I've

Autumn event. This is one of the annual events held by Kaanadan's family, rather than Silvério's, since it was created by his mother. I think it's the same. Anyway, I don't know much about the event, but this week was almost straight forward trying to understand a little more about it — thanks to Marga.Yes, it's been a week since Kaanadan and I have been acting like a couple. It seems so ridiculous that I still get weird every time I wake up and we're together, or when we have dinner and we don't argue, or when we talk about something and we don't get into a war of who shuts the other up first. It's very... very... weird.I finish leaving the bathroom, seeing my clothes laid out on the bed: a white long-sleeved dress with a slightly rounded – and long – skirt and all fabric being made of a thicker cloth due to the cold weather. Today especially dawned freezing. Well, he also has a long white fur coat.As far as I know, the event is more charitable than something somber — as I'm us