CABARET ‘TILL THE DAWN “Wuooo! Wuooo!” The sound of thousands of men was heard in the club.Dim red lights, the heavy smell of sweat coming from those ones looked at the dancing woman with desire, the loud music sounding and the sound of crystal bottles hitting each other was the picture Camila saw every weekend.Smiling with seduction, she walked over the stage with her black heels undoing her bra and covering her breast with her forearm while the men continuing screaming her name. Well, the name she used there, in that club at night.“Candy! Candy! Candy!” Unlike the other women who also worked there, Camila always got the attention from all men. Her slim figure, her smooth face, the long brown and softy wavy hair, everything in her body was enough, not too much not too less, just enough to make men go crazy and make them do whatever she wants whenever she wants.Walking over the tables where drunk men shared the passion they felt for the slim figure walking here and there, seduci

THREE DAYS LATERSitting on her bed, Cameron couldn’t stop crying. It had been three days since that day. It had been three days since Diego stepped on her heart and did whatever he wanted with it.Now, she felt like a piece of trash. Something that was just used for making babies. Something that could be used just for the purpose of others, but never asked what she wanted. Even if they didn’t know it she had feelings, she had dreams, she had… a heart.Did Diego have an idea of how much it hurt her? Did Diego know how her being felt displaced when those doctors did whatever they did to her?She had no one she could count on. She was alone. She was sick of that. And in her heart she just had a clear light Cameron knew that needed to be followed no matter what. Diego was going to pay with blood tears what he had done to her.Tired of wishing to be dead more than living to take revenge on his husband, Cameron took her cell phone. An idea crossed her mind.Searching for the number of that

Seeing the crowd walking over the wide streets, Diego kept his eyes busy watching the young smiles on the people’s faces, the energy boosting their bodies to move around the entire city. There were men hang in hang with their women. There were kinds accompanying their parents. And the most important, the love being seen through their actions between each other. Would he be able to feel love in his heart someday? Would he be able to walk like those men with their women of the happy faces? He didn´t know why but in those two months that had gone by the distance between him and Cameron had started to short. Or at least, that was what he wanted to think. Cameron had to be pregnant. He needed to think so in order to not overthink about his future.Slowly, Diego closed his eyes.“Tell me where’s that baby of yours? The time is running out, and I’m afraid we have to announce that heir in two weeks.”Diego looked down. “She’s pregnant, right, Diego?” The old man insisted. Diego’s body jum

Opening the door of his office after arriving a little late, letting everyone know that something had to be happening since Diego wasn’t the kind of man who liked to take advantage when he was the CEO of the company, a smile was drawn on his face when he saw the image of his friend sitting on the chair in front of his desk with a cup of coffee in his hands.“Edmund!” Diego greeted him.The man whose name was Edmund stood up.“God heard my prayers. I thought you’d not come.” Edmund hugged his friend, giving a couple of palms on the back.“Please, take a seat, Edmund. How can I help you now?”“Hey, man! Do you think I’m here for something? Come on! I’m no longer that kind of man.”Diego laughed. “If you say so.”“Anyways, I just come to say goodbye, Diego.”Diego looked at him in surprise. “What? Where? I mean, why? Where are you going?”Edmund smiled. “My labor is finished here. You know, new competences every day that I feel like I’m no longer needed.”Those words sounded like the con

Third drink of the night and the last memories of Cameron kept repeating in his mind. He was such an idiot. How come he let her go with that womanizer who just wanted one thing? He should’ve said something, done something, but not. He just preferred see how his wife was taken from him and do nothing. Finally, the await came to an end when on his back he felt a couple of slaps. Diego turned around and put himself on a smile. “Oh! Thomas, I thought you’d not come.” “How come I was going to let my friend have all the drinks for himself?”, Thomas smiled, sitting beside him, “please, another round over here,” he asked to the barman. “And, to what I owe this call, ah? I thought you were so busy that-” “The truth is I didn’t want to see you.” Diego cut him off. “Oh! Should I say ‘thanks for the honesty’?” Diego smiled. “You wanted to hear the truth and I’m telling you the truth. I didn’t want to see you because every time I called you or even you face passed my mind, I remembered what I