All Chapters of Teach me: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

It wasn't the first time he had noticed it, and he wasn't the only one to perceive the deadly attraction. As soon as the lantern crossed the door of the meeting room, the blue eyes of the butterfly followed it eagerly.How much closer until it burns? That was the question that dominated Simon's mind. Not much, he supposed, when the butterfly said something that made the lantern light up. Just one more fluttering turn, and its wings would burn in the blazing flame.What was going through Nathaniel's butterfly head to melt into smiles for Cherry like that? And what would his fiancée say if he told her? Simon wanted to know her reaction. Not out of malice, just out of curiosity. She probably wouldn't believe him, assuming he was lying to bother her. Even if the truth were blatantly obvious, Simon doubted she would realize it. Paulina's innocence bordered on stupidity when it came to Nathaniel.The meeting ended, and Nathaniel stopped to talk to Gabriel. Simon joined them, as usual contri

She had been checking the clock constantly since eight o'clock, the time Simon was supposed to return from work. He hadn't called to say he wouldn't be coming home, so she had to wait for him, as her mother had told her: "Unless he was sure he wouldn't be coming back, she had to be ready to receive any orders." But it was past ten o'clock, and the wait was making her anxious and nervous. She was sure he was with one of his "friends." Couldn't he call and let her know not to wait for him? At least the parade of women had decreased in the last few weeks, she reflected, checking the time again. It was almost eleven.She sighed, tired of having nothing to do but sit and stare at the door waiting for the ungrateful man, lamenting the food that was getting cold. Reheated food wouldn't taste the same.Looking at the details of the door, she mused about her day. In the morning, she had visited Tábata. Guilherme had returned, but Paulina - who had difficulty making friends - continued to go an

Studying the history and characteristics of a new client, Simon intercommed the reception desk, needing a coffee to endure the fatigue. After three rings with no answer, he gave up. Assuming that Cherry was servicing Gabriel and not wanting to wait, he went to the pantry.As he entered, he had a big surprise. Shock gave way to incredulity, then irritation, and finally amusement. The moth had fallen mouth-first into the lamp.He cleared his throat, but the couple didn't stop their makeout session. They turned up the music until they noticed him. Cherry was the first to react. She moved away from Nathaniel and nervously fixed her clothes and hair with her hands."Mr. Simon, how can I help you?" she asked, pretending not to have been caught making out with a client."A coffee," he replied, getting into the game.Nathaniel looked disoriented around him, avoiding eye contact with Simon, who was leaning against the wall, and Cherry, who was fumbling with the coffee machine."Is there a meet

With only two weeks left until her wedding, Paulina was physically and mentally exhausted. The tension surrounding her was so intense that even Simon's morning grumpiness had rubbed off on her.Although she didn't say anything, containing the urge to be rude after Salvatore's usual taunts, he had noticed that something was wrong, asking three times if she was okay."I'm fine," she replied when he parked in front of Guilherme's house.She got out of the car, running to the house without looking back, to avoid further questions. Even being outside was to avoid questioning. For her, she would be under the covers, suffering without witnesses around.She knocked on the wooden door. Soon Paulina was enveloped in Tábata's strong embrace."What a pleasure to see you again, Lina," greeted Tábata with joy. "Guilherme just left with Lean to buy bread," she lamented, taking Paulina inside to the kitchen, where she was preparing coffee."Will they be long?""I don't think so, the bakery is four bl

Simon was uncomfortable, balanced on the edge of the bed, and feared falling at any moment. To make matters worse, his back hurt, and his right arm, where Paulina had rested her head while lying down, was numb. He didn't move a muscle, afraid of a new wave swallowing him up to his ears.He observed her sleeping face. Paulina looked terrible. Her skin was pale, her face was swollen, there were crystallized tear marks on her lashes and cheeks, her hair was disheveled, and her nose was red. Even so, for the first time, Simon found sense in the nickname she had received from Nathaniel.He remembered comparing her to the porcelain dolls his mother collected. At first, it was positive because when she was a child, Paulina always had rosy cheeks in contrast to her fair skin and naturally pink lips. The clothes were also similar, immaculately clean and full of ruffles that her mother sewed. Over time, the comparison became negative. When Simon got irritated, he would say that she was cold, an