INICIAR SESIÓNMadelaine é uma mulher independente e bem-sucedida, com um emprego dos sonhos e um noivo apaixonado. No entanto, sua vida desmorona quando ele a trai e rouba tudo o que ela construiu. Destruída, ela perde o emprego e, sem saída, retorna para a casa dos pais no interior do Texas. Lá, encontra Daniel, um fazendeiro rico e respeitado, que quer expandir suas terras comprando as fazendas vizinhas — incluindo a dos pais de Madelaine. Determinada a salvar a fazenda da família, Madelaine se vê em conflito com Daniel, e a tensão entre eles cresce enquanto ambos lutam por seus objetivos.
Ver másLana watched people move around her as she walked to the Cafe. She always loved people watching. Everyone seemed to bustle about, yelling and laughing. She smiled to herself as she saw a little girl in a sundress dance around her mother up ahead. Everyone the main characters in their own lives. Her pocket started to vibrate and she took out her phone to look at it, smiling at the name on the screen. She slid the answer button across and held her phone to her ear.
"Jason" She answered in a sing song voice. A husky chuckle sounded from the other end. She could almost imagine the little smirk on his face. He did always find it funny when she called him that. "Where are you?" He questioned in an amused voice. As she got near the Cafe entrance she spotted him leaning against the wall by the door, looking the other way. A playful smile crossed her face as she snuck up behind him. "Guess~" She teased, covering his eyes with her hands. She felt him smile as he grabbed her hand and pulled it off. Locking their fingers together and turned and smiled down at her. "You kept me waiting." Jason pouted and handed her a bouquet of lilac flowers. "What are these for?" Lana looked at them and smiled softly as she stood on her toes to kiss his cheek. "Because I missed you." Jason smiled and pulled her out of the heat into the air conditioned Cafe. They ordered iced coffee at the counter and sat at a private corner booth by the window. Lana put her flowers down and rested her chin on her palm and watched as he scrolled through his phone, presumably his ever full email. She stared at him for a few minutes and pouted when he continued to read. "Wow, your hair isn't styled today." Lana reached over and tugged on his hair lightly, trying to get his attention. "I stayed up all night composing at the studio." He took a sip of his drink and continued to scroll. "It's so rare that your hair is natural..."She tugged his hair again. "Hey!" He laughed, holding her hands away. "You don't like me touching your hair?" She laughed fake pouting, trying to tug on his hair again. They always acted childish around each other. When they met in college, they became instant friends. She was an aspiring photographer and he was in the music program. People always thought they were a funny combination. She was always reading or taking pictures of plants, buildings skies and anyone willing to pose for her. He was always pulling late nights over sheet music or running to meetings. Music brought them together. They always supported each others decisions and offered a shoulder to lean on when times were tough. Especially when he decided to audition for an idol company, while she went to New York to study at a film academy for a year. The career paths they chose weren't the easiest, but they had passion. And that passion is what made them realize they should try out being more than friends. They understood each other, so it seemed like a good idea. "Stop it." - He swatted her away again, laughing.-" Are you coming over tonight? I have a meeting at the studio, but the guys want to see you." "Aww, you do?" Lana pouted and hugged his arm. "Yeah, sorry babe." He kissed her pouting lips. "I understand." She sighed and leaned away from him. "Should I bring anything?" "Bring snacks." He answered immediately, making them both laugh. There was hardly ever any food at the loft since the guys were always at auditions or shooting. His roommates were a mix of his college buddies all making their way in the entertainment industry. She had joined their group after their bonds were formed, but she loved them. "Well..." - He didn't finish and started laughing himself, putting his arm around her shoulders.- "You know they adore you." "That's because I'm cooler than you." She stole his drink and acted nonchalant. "Don't be delusional baby." He went back to reading his emails. "I have to go to a shoot soon, so I'll see you later. You better be there when I come over!" She stood up and gave him a kiss on the cheek before walking out of the Cafe. Lana walked out the Cafe and waved down a cab, given the address to her studio she leaned back and stared out the window. Putting in her headphones in, she turned on one of her most recent playlists. Trying to set a mood for the current season. Before she met Jason and the boys she would just listen to random songs without a thought. But now she liked making playlists according to feelings, seasons, events, and so on. It was like living life with your own personal soundtrack. She especially liked creating mood playlists for her photo shoots, it made the whole grueling experience a lot better for everyone involved. Her only scheduled shoot today was for her best friend Sora, who wanted desperately to get into the film industry. Lana had promised to help her any way she could, including free head shots and moral support. As one would expect of their best friend. They had met after college, around the time she started dating Jason. She was one of the few people she trusted the most, especially with the knowledge of their relationship. Of course Sora was a bit salty they didn't get to have a lot of single ladies nights before Lana was officially in a relationship. Sora never said much on the topic, but she did often comment about wishing she had the same thing as Lana. The thought of setting her up with one of the guys often came to mind. Jason was never a big fan of the idea however, so she always let the topic fade after a few mildly tense conversations about why it wasn't a good idea. Sighing to herself, she paid the cab once arriving to her studio and got ready to get to work.MadelaineO aroma do chá de erva-cidreira mistura-se com o frescor da manhã, trazendo uma serenidade que há tempos não sentia. Sentada na varanda, observo o nascer do sol. Os raios dourados vão tingindo o horizonte com tons quentes, e um sorriso suave surge em meu rosto. Há meses, essa paisagem se tornou minha companheira diária, uma lembrança constante de que a felicidade, às vezes, está onde menos esperamos.Já se passaram seis meses desde que decidi trocar a correria da cidade grande por este refúgio no interior. Cada dia aqui tem sido um presente, um resgate de algo que eu nem sabia que havia perdido. Estar perto dos meus pais tem sido uma bênção indescritível. Posso finalmente ajudá-los na fazenda, algo que sempre desejei, mas nunca pude fazer, presa à rotina frenética do meu antigo emprego.Trabalhar no banco cooperativo trouxe uma paz que eu nunca pensei em alcançar. A carga horária é leve, permitindo-me desfrutar de momentos simples e preciosos. Agora, tenho tempo para viver d
Daniel Estou na varanda da casa, observando o horizonte com um nó na garganta. A brisa do entardecer traz um alívio temporário, mas não consegue dissipar o peso no meu peito. Madelaine vai embora para New York hoje, e a realidade disso me atinge como um soco. A dor cresce dentro de mim, e não consigo ignorar o vazio que a ausência dela vai deixar. Sei que ela tem uma carreira brilhante esperando por ela em New York, mas o egoísmo dentro de mim grita para que ela fique. Para que ela escolha este lugar, estas pessoas, e, principalmente, para que ela me escolha. Aumento ainda mais a música, viro a garrafa de vinho, porque ela vai embora e eu preciso acabar com esse diacho vinho, começo a desafinar a letra da música, me jogando na cadeira. Meu orgulho caiu quando subiu o álcool Aí deu ruim pra mim E pra piorar, tá tocando um modão de arrastar O chifre no asfalto Tô tentando te esquecer Mas meu coração não entende De novo, eu fechando esse bar Afogando a saudade num querosene —
Madelaine Desço do carro com um peso no peito que não consigo descrever. Torence acena e parte, me deixando sozinha na calçada da fazenda. Cada passo até a porta da frente é uma luta contra o nó na minha garganta. A imagem de Daniel se recusando a me ouvir ainda está fresca na minha mente. Ele nem se deu ao trabalho de ouvir o que eu tinha a dizer. Nem mesmo ficou feliz por mim, por essa conquista pela qual eu trabalhei tanto.Quando recebi a proposta, eu não consegui pensar em mais nada. A oportunidade de trabalhar no banco internacional era tudo o que eu sempre quis. Anos de dedicação, de esforço incessante, sem descanso. Finalmente, meu esforço estava sendo reconhecido. Tentei imaginar um futuro onde poderíamos manter nosso relacionamento à distância. Com a internet, tudo seria mais fácil. Poderíamos nos falar todos os dias, compartilhar nossas vidas mesmo de longe. Mas ele nem sequer quis ouvir essa possibilidade. Ele simplesmente se fechou, e isso doeu mais do que eu poderia ex
Daniel Estou na varanda da casa, observando o horizonte com um nó na garganta. A brisa do entardecer traz um alívio temporário, mas não consegue dissipar o peso no meu peito. Madelaine vai embora para New York hoje, e a realidade disso me atinge como um soco.A dor cresce dentro de mim, e não consigo ignorar o vazio que a ausência dela vai deixar. Sei que ela tem uma carreira brilhante esperando por ela em New York, mas o egoísmo dentro de mim grita para que ela fique. Para que ela escolha este lugar, estas pessoas, e, principalmente, para que ela me escolha.— MEUS DEUS! — Ouço o grito e o som abaixar — Que sofrência do caralho é essa?— AAAAH! — grito vendo Caleb se materializar na minha frente — Que horas você chegou moleque? — Quando você estava bêbado roncando no sofá — responde, tomando a garrafa de vinho da minha mãe.— Me deixa em paz moleque — ralho.— Marlene me contou que você está arrastando o chifre no asfalto por causa da loira — faz uma careta — Esquece a parte do ch












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