Giulia

While we were exploring the fair, I felt Bernardo's presence next to me, and his excitement in showing me every detail of the city infected me. Gradually, my insecurity was giving way to a feeling of belonging, and I felt grateful to be there, with him, in the midst of that genuine experience.

When we returned to the farm, I was tired, but with a heart full of new emotions and discoveries. That trip to the city, even with its challenges and surprises, had been another important step in my journey of self-knowledge and acceptance.

As time went by, I started to get used to the routine of the farm and the people who shared this place with me. I learned to value the little things of everyday life, such as the smell of the earth, the noise of animals and the heat of the sun on the skin. Every moment here had a unique charm, and I tried to connect with all this in the best possible way.

While my family and Bernardo's brothers were exploring the farm, I preferred to stay in the room. I felt the need to express myself, to talk to someone, even if it was only through the camera of my cell phone.

I sat in bed and started recording a video, as if I were having a personal conversation with my friends and followers on the internet.

"What's up, guys! I'm here in a corner of the farm, taking some time alone to talk to you. Wow, these days have been so different, full of surprises and challenges. You have no idea!

I told you about the funny situations I experienced, such as the encounters with the cows eating mango and the race with the ox. Laughing at the memories, I realized that, even in an environment so far from my comfort zone, I was finding moments of joy and fun.

"Oh, I also wanted to tell you about the baths here on the farm. You know that metal shower? So, the water takes forever to warm up, and I die of cold until I can wash my hair! "I shared, laughing at myself.

However, I also admitted that there were times when my emotional was shaken. I talked about the lack of the internet and my fans, how difficult it was not to be able to share my life online as before.

"I confess that I miss social networks and being connected with you all the time. Sometimes it's like a part of me is a little lost here. But at the same time, I'm discovering so many new things and learning to value the simple things in life. I think that, in the end, all this will transform me in some way.

As I spoke, I felt like I was really opening up and sharing with them an important part of my personal journey. This virtual connection calmed me down a little, even though I was away from home.

"I want you to know that every message, every comment, is needed here. And I want you to know that, despite all this change, I don't forget you. Soon, I will be back to share everything I am living and learning here at the farm.

I finished the video with a smile, feeling lighter for having vented and shared my experiences. I knew it wasn't the same as being close to the people I loved, but it was a way to feel closer to them, even from a distance.

Thus, following this new routine, I challenged myself to face each day with courage and curiosity, embracing the joys and facing the challenges.

When I heard the knock on the door, I was surprised to find Bernardo there, holding a plate with dinner. He had a shy smile on his face, and his gentle gesture touched me deeply. It was as if he was trying to fix the malaise of what happened earlier.

“I brought you dinner. I thought we could eat together in the room, if you want. "he said, offering the dish.

I smiled in response, feeling the warmth of your concern. I accepted the dinner and the invitation, and he sat next to me on the bed, creating a welcoming and intimate atmosphere.

“Thank you, Bernardo. That's very kind of you. "I thanked you, feeling grateful for your consideration.

He nodded, looking relieved that I had accepted his offer. The silence hovered in the air for a moment, but it was not an uncomfortable silence. It was as if our emotions were still settling after what happened, and words were not necessary at that moment.

I had a bite at dinner, and the food was delicious. I enjoyed the taste of the typical foods of the farm, and little by little I felt more comfortable next to Bernardo.

"I'm sorry for the discussion earlier. I didn't want to upset you. "he said, breaking the silence with a palpable sincerity.

I looked up to find his eyes, and noticed the genuine concern in his expression.

"You don't need to apologize. I didn't want to fight either, and it wasn't your fault. I think I was feeling a little overwhelmed with all this, but I'm trying to adapt. "I confessed, trying to be honest with him.

He nodded, understanding my words.

"I understand, and I'm sorry if I wasn't clearer about what the trip to the city would be like. Sometimes, I assume that everyone here is already used to the routine and things on the farm. "he explained, in a thoughtful way.

I understood that I also needed to be more open about my expectations and limitations. Our coexistence was just beginning, and learning to communicate and understand each other was fundamental to strengthen our relationship.

"All right, I think we both have our differences and we are adapting. But thank you for bringing dinner and for worrying about making things better. "I thanked you again, feeling a deeper connection form between us.

We talked a little more, laughing at funny situations and sharing experiences from the farm. I felt more and more comfortable by his side, and realized that this trip was teaching me to value not only differences, but also the importance of empathy and mutual understanding.

That night, while enjoying dinner and sharing stories, I felt that we were taking an important step to build a more solid and meaningful relationship.

When I woke up the next morning, I felt sick and feverish. My sisters realized my condition and were worried. Concern was a mutual feeling, because the farm was far from any medical center, and the nearest hospital was in the big city.

“Giulia, are you okay? I think we should go to the hospital in the city, maybe you need medical care. "suggested Gina, with a worried expression.

"I swear it's just the flu, girls. I'll be fine, I just need to rest a little. "I replied, trying to minimize the discomfort I was feeling.

My sisters were not totally convinced, but they respected my desire to be alone. They brought me water, some light food and let me rest in the room.

However, when trying to fall asleep again, I was haunted by a distressing nightmare. I clearly saw the night of my father's murder, a moment that I had deeply repressed in my memory. The images of the tragedy flooded my mind, and I felt vulnerable and lost again.