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With love, Mr. Bragança CHAPTER 9
DAVID The sun invades my room through the window and the light disturbs my sleep, making me wake up early. Annoyed, I get up in a bad mood, kicking the pillow that falls from the bed onto my foot. Today is a bad day for many reasons, but the main one is that today was supposed to be a day of celebration, where my wife and I would have been married for eighteen years. Except she's dead, and I'm alive, so this day turned bad. Terrible. I take off my underwear and walk into the bathroom, opting for a cold shower. I don't deserve perks while she's in that hole, lifeless. Today is a day of seclusion, where I choose to be locked up at home, a recluse from the world. I prefer solitude these days, the pain of longing being my only company. So I end up freaking out when I see the woman sleeping on my couch. I curse, as I envision her face and remember my decision last night, bringing her here instead of leaving her in her own home, was a mistake. Owhat got into me? My mood deteriorates
With love, Mr. Bragança CHAPTER 10
NellyThe man looks desolate, weakened in front of me, the opposite of what he has been showing me throughout this time together, because the pose of "nothing can shake me" has gone away, giving way to a broken man full of guilt. The lack of sparkle in his eyes was something I noticed right away when we were reintroduced, because the guy I idolized in my teens was full of life and good humor, there wasn't a day that I didn't get a smile from him, but I thought this was connected with his position as executive director of Bragança.I was wrong, I can see it clearly now. He's not well, his upturned nose and serious face are part of a mask he insists on wearing. I didn't realize what day it was, despite having that date fixed in my mind for many years.July 3rd.When I found out that he was married, it was as if happiness left me for the second time, first because of my father's death, then because I found out that the man I thought I loved already belonged to another woman. He had just
With love, Mr. Bragança CHAPTER 11
DAVID I discard the coffee capsule in the trash and drink the entire contents of the cup, this fucking espresso machine was invented to save my life, there's no other explanation, I've been a self-confessed coffee addict since college and never learned the traditional way of leave it in the right spot. My years as an educator have only intensified that passion, and I don't know how I could handle the sleepless nights grading tests and planning lessons without a healthy dose of caffeine. The liquid runs hot down my throat and awakens my senses, pushing away the inhuman hangover I've been fighting since I woke up and preparing me for the meeting I can't cancel. I ended up going over the top last night, went to the club and fucked good BDSM style, the sex had an audience and I enjoyed the experience, although I don't like the exhibitionism too much. I check the time on my wristwatch and place the empty cup on the sink, grab my car key on the American kitchen counter and accelerate as ha
With love, Mr. Bragança CHAPTER 12
Nelly If I had Cinderella's luck and a fairy godmother appeared in front of me, I would ask her to rip this shit feeling out of my chest, end the illusory ideas that have been coming back with everything since I found him again, disappear with all my past and take a few pounds🇧🇷 My mind is no longer following the man's bipolarity, and I'm starting to falter again. First, he implies that he has no idea who I am, then he demonstrates that he does remember, then he proposes to be friends with me and then he freaks out again, out of nowhere, for no reason. I type rather quickly, taking out all my frustration on the keyboard of my notebook. As if Carlota's return wasn't enough to disturb my judgment, now the feeling that I thought was something from adolescence is wanting to return with full force. The way he talks, walks and looks at me shakes my structures, cool, I can't deal with myself anymore. “Argh!” I slam my flat hand on the keyboard, accidentally pressing a sequence of random
With love, Mr. Bragança CHAPTER 13
NELLY ''You go!" ''I am not going." ''Go." ''Not." Alice rolls her eyes from the other side of my phone screen, laying down on the floor as she tries to keep her phone balanced at face level and argue with me at the same time. My finger slides to the off button, and I'm tempted to press it. ''Do not even think about it." she growls on the other end of the line, pointing her index finger at the screen, suspicious of my intentions. I make a full face and pull my finger away. "I'm not thinking of anything.'' I defend myself, and she mumbles something I can't understand. “As if I didn't know you, Nelly. You always find a way to get away without committing yourself.'' She says, and I look offended, because I'm beyond offended. ''What are you talking about? I protest, glancing once more at the off button. That temptation. She snorts, returning to sit on his legs impatient. " Don't you have a sofa?" I ask, already bothered by her restlessness, and she glares at me. "Yes, but I prefer
With love, Mr. Bragança CHAPTER 14
David I just realized that we are like gasoline and matches, waiting for the right moment to explode. I don't know why, but we are constantly at odds, pushing each other's limits without any manuals, just for sport. Her presence doesn't fill the void in my chest, but it almost makes me forget about all the shit that surrounds me on a daily basis. I still don't know if this is good or bad, but I know that staying away from her is no longer something I can do, and I swear on my mother, I tried. "Who will be at dinner?" I turn quickly to Nelly. "You." I involuntarily look at her extravagant cleavage and scold myself internally, forcing my irises to focus on the road instead of her. She ends up laughing, oblivious to my agonized state, and I raise an eyebrow. "Who else?" "I don't know, my mom just subpoenaed me.'' I shrug, forcing myself not to turn my face towards her again and admire her curvy body a little more, her dress is so tight I can see every part of her without too much ef
With love, Mr. Bragança CHAPTER 15
David I give my full attention to the only two members of my family and I listen carefully to Dona Hordéllis' speech, my father hugs her from the side and kisses her cheek, then she plays a video and images of us on some trips begin to appear on the huge screen. Pictures of me when I was little and even pictures of me with pregnant Lígia and later with our son, my eyes instantly fill with tears, my mother takes the floor again and clears her throat, looking for me with her eyes. My stomach twists with the farewell atmosphere, memories of when I couldn't get over the death of my wife and son, I left Brazil for Europe invading me. It was a few months of loneliness until I decided to react, but looking at my parents I also feel a tinge of jealousy for their relationship. They have been together for a long time, but they still love each other. ''I love you.'' I read it from her lips and then my heart freezes, sensing something bad is coming, she opens her mouth and the sound comes out a
With love, Mr. Bragança CHAPTER 16
NELLY Having an anxiety attack right after being kissed by the guy of your dreams is not nice, far from it, but throughout my twenty-five years I have gotten used to having these little moments of panic, although the cause this time is completely different from the previous ones. The great truth is that fear is part of my life, part of who I am. For this reason, I always safeguarded my psychology, kept myself in constant alert, prepared myself for unexpected occasions, because experiencing several humiliating situations led me to be like an iron pillar. But I was not prepared for this... I rest my two hands on the side wall of the Braganza mansion and make my way out of the garden, the small lights wrapped around the trees guide me to the exit and I thank the heavens that I can stand up while the air is missing in my lungs. David has no idea what he has just done, but he has done it. I haven't had a crisis like this since Edward... No! Thinking about him will only make me wors
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