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With nothing to do and wanting to repay Guilherme's help, Tábata decided to clean the house. She wasn't much of a cook, and with her advanced pregnancy, finding a new job seemed impossible at the moment. So, organizing the house and causing as little inconvenience as possible during her stay would at least show how grateful she was.After cleaning the living room, kitchen, the room she was in, and the hallways without difficulty, she headed to Guilherme's office. The environment, like the others, was meticulously organized, with few objects on top of the small desk. A light layer of dust was the most she found in any room; there, with few pieces of furniture, it was no different."My brothers should take some cleaning lessons from him," she murmured, impressed that even the air mattress was empty and neatly packed in its box, as if it hadn't even been used.However, unlike the other rooms, this one wasn't entirely set up. At the opposite end from the desk and swivel chair, covered by

When Guilherme arrived home, Tábata immediately smelled the irresistible aroma emanating from the bags in his hands. Her eyes lit up as she followed him to the kitchen, her curiosity sharpened by the delicious scent."Wow, that smells so good! What is it?" she asked, following him to the kitchen.He set the bags on the table and, without answering immediately, opened the containers, revealing the dishes he had bought on the way."Chow mein with oyster sauce, vegetables, and pork," he said, smiling satisfied as he opened the second container before looking at her. "Oh, and there's guioza too."Tábata's stomach leaped euphorically with happiness, and her eyes watered with anticipation at the sight of the dishes."They're my favorites!""I know," he said with a smile of pure pride at his accomplishment. "Feel free to eat as much as you want; it's all yours."Tábata let out a small laugh as she realized he had bought all those delights in his mission to make her eat more. He had found a w

The obstetrician's office was silent, only the soft sound of the air conditioning filling the room. Lying on the exam table, Tábata looked at the monitor beside her, where the ultrasound displayed blurry shapes to her untrained eyes. Guilherme was by her side.After the initial exams, she hadn't wanted to be alone, and, as if sensing this, he offered to accompany her for the ultrasound. It felt natural to have his help getting settled on the table, as well as holding his hand in search of comfort.Even though she had said several times that she was fine, she feared he might be right about the way she had handled the pregnancy until then, that something might be wrong with her baby because of her fault.The room grew quiet, except for the soft sound of the ultrasound machine, while the obstetrician, a middle-aged woman named Mariana with a gentle smile, moved the transducer through the gel spread on Tábata's belly with calm and precision, her eyes attentive to the monitor displaying th

Saturday dawned with a shy sun, listless and hidden among the clouds, perfectly reflecting Tábata's emotional state. Even though her family was sometimes oppressive, she missed the hustle and bustle of her old routine. Having nothing to do all day managed the feat of leaving her exhausted.Yawning and with disheveled hair, she dragged herself to the kitchen, where she was greeted by the smell of fresh coffee.Unlike her, who felt like a walking wreck, Guilherme was insufferably handsome and impeccable, his hair touching his broad shoulders, a light smile on his attractive mouth."Good morning, Taby!" he said, his smile like a sunflower greeting the warmth of the sun. "I prepared a hearty breakfast," he announced, pointing to the table with breads, cake, fruits, coffee, and purple juice she assumed was grape."Good morning!" she replied, smiling back, even without much enthusiasm.She sat down and helped herself to cake and juice, confirming with a sip that it was grape, vaguely lookin

Sitting on the sofa, Tábata watched Pedro Perez prepare coffee while he told his son, seated beside her, how the last few days had been.Pedro's residence was simple and had the appearance of an apartment, small and cozy, the living room and kitchen divided by the furniture, one door leading to the bedroom and another to the bathroom. Tábata imagined that when Guilherme lived there, he slept on the sofa bed in the living room, as the bedroom was small with only a single bed.Minutes later, Pedro served them coffee with cornmeal cake, setting everything on the coffee table before pulling up a chair for himself. Tasting the snack, Guilherme told Tábata the reason for visiting his father: to help buy supplies for the holiday season."Every year we take turns preparing Christmas Eve dinner. This year it's my turn, and I arranged to pick up the traditional Perez decorations today," he explained, resting his cup on his leg."We're also going to the Galpão," Pedro recalled, receiving confirm