LOGIN(Alessandro)The entrance of the hospital caused a certain discomfort in my chest. I had been through many places like that, but seeing Cauã there, hurt, in recovery, with half his face covered by recent marks and a distant look... it was too bad.I didn't need to ask for information. I already knew exactly where he was. I went straight up to the room, crossing the corridors with firm steps. When I opened the door, I saw Cauã lying down, his eyes half-open, and his wife sitting beside him, with a tired expression, but full of affection.
— Excuse me… — Cathe appeared with a smile of someone who hadn't missed anything of the scene. She came in with two glasses of juice and stopped, looking at us with that cheeky look.— I'm leaving, I'm leaving — she said, amused, putting the glasses on the bedside table. — Just brought a little juice for the lovebirds.I shook my head, laughing softly, and she left without saying anything else, closing the door behind her. Enzo let out a low laugh.— Have you two been friends for a long time?— A long time. — I answered, picking up the juice. — Since high school. Cathe is like… a sister that life gave me. Sometimes she's annoying like a sister, actually.He laughed.
Gabriel slept curled up next to me, with one of his hands holding the hem of my shirt, like he was afraid I'd disappear again. He had spent the whole afternoon glued to me, hugging me, telling me everything about school, showing me his drawings… and now he slept serene, with his long eyelashes resting on his round cheeks.My chest filled up just from looking at him.In the living room, I could still hear my dad's low voice talking with Cathe. She had insisted on spending the night here to help, and I didn't have the strength to refuse. Deep down, it comforted me to know I had people around. After what happened, my body could be recovering… but my heart was still kind of scared.Then the doorbell rang.I felt a strange chill run down my spine. En
— Damn, you're pale. That was really ugly, huh? I nodded, holding back a sigh.— It was. Catherine, I almost died. For real.— But you didn't die, you're here, strong. Stronger than a lot of people. But so? Do you already know who it was?— That's what's driving me crazy — I said, resting my head on the headboard. — The police think it was someone paid to attack me. And the only person I can imagine behind this... is Alessandro's fiancée.Catherine's eyes went wide.— Chiara?— Yeah. I don't trust her. There's
The smell of coffee with milk was still fresh when I took another slow sip. My movements were slow, careful... the cut was still throbbing, but I could already breathe without so much pain.The morning light came in through the cracks in the window and, for a moment, everything seemed calm. Until the door opened.I raised my eyes slowly. Alessandro.I breathed deep. Internally, I asked the heavens for patience, but on the outside, I stayed firm. It wasn't worth starting another clash. At least not now.He came closer to the bed slowly, as if he were walking on eggshells.— How are you? — he asked, his voice lower than normal.— Fine — I answered,
— Thank you, Diogo — I said, relieved. — But... let me pay. I'll handle this.He raised an eyebrow, arching the corner of his mouth with that mocking air of his.— Are you challenging me?— No. — I gave a slight smile. — Just saying I want to take responsibility. It's my life, my family.— Larissa... — He leaned his body a little more forward. — I'm the one who's going to take care of this. You just need to focus on one thing now: getting better. The rest is on me. Understood?







