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Chapter Eight - Olíviah

Olga looked at me with blood in her eyes. While everyone else in that room was smiling. Relieved.

Okay, I don't know what had gotten into me and maybe I had gone crazy (again) but I had gotten into the madness of pretending to be the fiancée/future wife of Miguel H. I was not going to let Olga get away with this easily.

- Baby...I just got back from the party room and everything is okay! - I hugged Miguel - Baby, I am so happy!

Oh, if my mother could see me now, she would see that I am good at lying.

- What are you clowning about? - Olga asked nervously.

- Clowning around? - Henrique smiled victoriously, holding me by the waist.

He was taking advantage of me...bastard!

- Ma...but...you were my daughter's friend! - She shouted - Do you want to tarnish her image? Traitors!

- As far as I know, here - Helena pointed at us - are two people who love each other and are going to get married. And my son has the right to move on with his life.

- We are just rekindling the passion of years ago..
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