(EPILOGUE - 2)."WHAT?!" I immediately brought my hands to my mouth. Stunned, I watched as the famous Portuguese singer—dressed in his usual relaxed attire, his arms covered in striking tattoos, his hair slightly long and loose—approached with a smile, guitar in hand. He pulled up a chair and settled in. Gregorio reappeared to adjust the microphone levels and place another one in front of the instrument. I looked at Maël. "You did it again." He smiled, a special gleam in his eyes. "You deserve it," he whispered in my ear. He gently cupped the back of my neck and pressed his lips to mine. "Congratulations to the happy couple," the singer said. "I’m thrilled to be here sharing this special moment in your lives. This song is called ‘Tu e Eu,’ at the request of my friend Maël." My eyes widened in disbelief, more astonished than ever, my mouth dry from hanging open. I shook my head, smiling, and grabbed my fiancé’s hand, squeezing it tightly and bringing it to my chest. "S
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