Semua Bab Love in ruins: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Gonzalofor Helena Fagundes“I will not greet you with a brief hello, as senders are wont to do. Nor will I deceive you by saying I’m sorry for the confession that this letter carries. I do not feel. For you, I am incapable of feeling anything but pity. I write this letter only with the hope that it will be the courage you lack to put an end to your marriage for good. And to clear the way so that I can love Gonzalo without secrets. Firstly, I will introduce myself. I’m your husband’s mistress. My name doesn’t matter. But maybe you want to know that on the nights you slept alone, it was in my arms that he rested. That while you were crying hidden in the bathroom of your beautiful mansion, he was moaning, lost in my body. I am not sorry to inform you that Gonzalo has not loved her for a long time. You no longer want her. That you have become a weight on his heart. And these, for many nights, have been his confessions. I only ask that you have courage and end this marriage once and for a

LukeI walked the streets of Rio de Janeiro for two days, not knowing where I would end up. Without a cell phone and clothes, I slept on the street. I could stay in a hotel or rent an apartment, but I knew that Gonzalo was watching my every step and as soon as I made any bank transactions in my account, he would know.But I knew a lot of people in that city. After all, I was the son of the owner of beta gonsales. I headed to the house of a friend, who certainly Gonzalo didn’t know. I needed to be discreet and not raise too many suspicions. Elliot was not rich. On the contrary, he lived in a poor community and his house was simple. I called his name, and the boy with a shaved head and a yellow smile on his face soon appeared. He widened his eyes and smiled when he saw me.— Luke fagundes – he was really surprised to see me – what are you doing here?— Hi Elliot – I watched the street movement. The problem was that I had lived in the company of mistrust since the day they sent me to Bra

Luke— You’ve been living on the streets this whole time? – he seemed stunned by this information.— I didn’t have many options – I replied – Gonzalo is certainly monitoring my every step.— And you believed that staying on the street would help? – Gomez kept dragging the subject out, as if sleeping on the streets had been a near-fatal mistake.— It’s only been two days – I justified.— Two days that could have cost your life. – He took a notepad out of a suitcase. – You are the son of the richest man in Rio de Janeiro. What did you expect?I hadn’t thought about it that way. My only concern during those days was not being found by my father, while risking being found by far worse people.We were in a small apartment on the east side of the city. Among so many other buildings, it would be almost impossible for us to find Gonzalo there, yet, Gomez was cautious.— While I’m investigating your father, something strictly forbidden you from leaving this apartment.— Leaving one prison to e

Luke “How do you know everything?” It was a very logical question, someone had told him, and that someone was certainly Naldo. “Luke, I…”, she stopped, and I felt an enormous weight on the other end of the line. But we didn’t have time to prolong this conversation, which we needed to have. So much needed to be said, clarified, but Gomez entered the apartment, and they forced me to end the call without even saying goodbye. When would I have another opportunity like that? When would I be able to talk to Aurora again? My heart was racing faster than usual, and I felt my hands shaking. — Are you okay, kid? - Gomez stopped in front of the bed and studied me. That man was cunning, and it would be useless to lie to him. — Let’s assume that more people know about Gonzalo’s story. – I gulped – what are the chances that these people’s lives are in danger? — Are you referring to your friend, Naldo? – he took a can of beer out of the bag and threw it towards me – no chance. Besides him, does

AuroraThe next day, as soon as I left Natalia at the airport, I called the same number that Luke had called me, but it went to voicemail. That was a clear sign that he didn’t want to talk to me or because he thought the distance would make me safe. I understood that Luke had lied to protect me. I also understood how much he was suffering and fighting for his freedom, but the fear of losing him was greater than any rationality I could have at that moment.Leave the airport straight to the ice cream shop. He couldn’t fail again, risk losing his job. The ice cream parlor was calm that day. It wasn’t too hot, and I liked it when I didn’t have many customers to serve. Many people were rude and grouchy, and as an excellent employee, I had to swallow my wounded pride and pretend that nothing happened. When I saw those creepy shoes. I knew that poor taste in shoes. I knew those ugly feet and those thin legs. Even worse was the fake smile she threw at me as soon as our eyes met.— Darling, Au