It was a cold winter morning when there was a knock at the door. Adelaide, a woman over forty, visibly suffered from her weather-worn appearance due to the difficult life she led beside her drug addicted husband and from whom she was constantly beaten, opened the door, finding a small basket and in it a beautiful child wrapped in ragged and dirty sheets. The weeping of that tiny life moved her soul, filling her anguished heart with joy, for it carried within her the desire to be a mother.  Unfortunately, he was never able to achieve it, due to an involuntary abortion suffered after being savagely beaten by his partner. Without really thinking about what decision to make at that moment, he took the child into the house and provided him with a bath, wrapping him in clean sheets to keep him warm. However, the hunger that tormented the little girl with fair skin and blue eyes made her cry relentlessly, which aroused in euphoric Luís Damasio the anger to silence her

 The path he followed after the barbaric crime committed against his adoptive father in his own home, in trying to prevent him from continuing to beat his mother violently was uncertain. The girl fled through the forest aimlessly. During the flight, he wondered what had actually happened to Damasio, asked in his thoughts whether he was really dead or survived the stab in the chest. The dense forest that followed after leaving the road where he had been walking for several hours, to prevent it from being easily located by those who might come after him, was dark and cold, although it is still day and the sun is with them. rays burning the skin.  It was a walk as if he were walking blindly, both because of the darkness that formed with each step taken into the forest, and because he did not know the place entirely. It was only possible to hear the song of insects and owls that was a permanent night there, it seemed that there was never a day in that part of nature. S

Suddenly he heard footsteps, hid behind the counter. A woman, looking in her fifties, walked around the room, laying flowered towels on the tables and humming that horrible song. He accidentally behaved disastrously and hit something, causing a loud noise that was heard by the lady with white hair who soon tried to discover the origin of what happened.  — Who's there? Silence was his answer.  — Come on, come on, whoever it is! The girl, frightened and full of suspicion, decided to show herself. Seeing that beautiful girl, with long hair and an innocent look, Maria dos Anjos was sure that she was facing a great source of income and that she could earn a lot of money, exploring the purity of that poor girl. After a few seconds of surprise, he ordered her to approach and asked him about her unexpected presence there, in that brothel. — Who are you, girl, what are you doing here in my house? After taking a few steps towards the center of

Like a true sex slave, when he saw that girl who was suffering and about to be sexually abused, he was moved. She felt the rebellion in her chest reignite that she thought she had overcome over the years and decided to help her escape from that den of prostitution, before it was too late. That same night, after making her presentation on stage, the singer fervently asked Noemia, who is responsible for managing the place, to allow her to meet the beautiful little girl she spotted in one of the rooms as she passed down the hall. As he was someone important to the environment, he was not denied the request and was soon talking to the girl. Of course, the curious iron hand remained close to the two to keep abreast of the conversation. But Ruth was insistent that she leave him alone, claiming that no harm would do to the girl and that he was just wanting to give her a little attention, because he missed his daughter at the same age as someone who was distant and without seeing he

The next morning she took the necessary steps to locate the animal pens, as her friend had asked, so that the two could meet soon after dawn. Having done this and choosing the exact place where he should have been at the moment of the escape, the ideal now would be to return to the house and wait for the right time to escape from there without anyone noticing and hiding until Ruth went to meet him.  However, the disgusting Noemia was attentive to the girl's movements and found her interest in walking near the stables where the horses were kept strange. Still in the house, she remained in the kitchen, helping Rosa prepare food for lunch in the same way she did in the early evening during dinner. In the meantime, Ruth limited herself to not having any contact with the girl in order not to raise any suspicion in relation to the plan outlined by the two. It was midnight on Saturday and the brothel was always crowded with people. Men and women came from everywhere. T

The next morning they left in the hope of reaching their destination before noon, but João Miro changed his plans and warned the two passengers that he should first deliver the cargo he was carrying in the truck to a nearby farm and only then would they continue their journey. Without distrusting the evil intentions of the infamous traitor, they fully agreed with the driver's decision, after all, it would have been a great kindness to give them a ride without asking for anything in return. In fact, they hardly knew what their enemies planned. Arriving at this farm, they were received by several men, all very well armed, and taken into a large and luxurious house. The women were suspicious of the way the reception was given, because what they knew was that they were there to leave a load.  And not to be received that way, on the premises of the huge mansion there were several pieces of furniture made of hardwood all of the highest quality and well polished on the ceiling

After the terrible episode, where she was forced to witness the cowardly death of her only friend and after a few days of tolerance given by Santiago to recover from what happened, she was given permission to walk freely around the house without very orthodox surveillance. However, under the watchful eye of the woman with the appearance of a man who followed in his footsteps from afar, without suffocating her. A sad face hung over her face and the dull look or any emotion made it clear to anyone who watched her that she was inwardly out. Like a living dead, she lacked the motivation to enjoy living. For many months she was sexually abused by the insensitive Colonel, who had the power to do whatever he wanted, since he was an extremely wealthy man and no one would be stupid to contradict his decisions. His youngest son, Carlos Eduardo, raised in one of several broken relationships was different from his father, but his cowardice prevented him from contradicting his at

 That same night the two met at that location on the property, exactly as they had agreed, at the time when the farm employees' dinner was taking place. As the house was spacious and full of rooms, it was easy to hide in it without anyone noticing its absence, in addition to the fact that it was customary not to go down to any of the rooms if the Colonel was traveling on business and his observers relaxed in surveillance. They believed that at night, the girl would not dare try to escape in that darkness without knowing the region well. That was the exact moment to try to escape, counting on the partnership of Carlos Eduardo who, even a coward, would be of great value, since he grew up in those lands and knew them very well. Showing himself competent, the fearful boy provided two mounts to escape, which were hidden at least a kilometer from where they were. After making sure that the way would really be free to continue their journey, they left as soon as possib

And help him to endure the martyrdom he would certainly be experiencing. She felt the main culprit for his suffering, because it was, she who encouraged him to accompany her in that failed attempt at escape. Deep down he did not believe he could escape unscathed from that hell where he was, but he saw a certain amount of hope in him, for he was a strong young man, knowledgeable of the region and the son of a man feared by all. He thought that at his side no one would dare lay hands on him. But his thoughts were wrong, his biggest mistake was not paying attention to the fact that he was not recognized abroad as the Colonel's son and would never receive different treatment. Now, back in captivity, he found himself powerless to provide any help. In that anguish, he wondered about the possibility that his friend was still alive, and if he did, what state would he be in? Because, knowing the intensity of the evil with which Santiago was acting against those who affronted

While all the other boys took pleasure in following in the bloodstained steps and tainted by the corruption of their parents, he felt ashamed of the corrupt origin of his origin. And despite being obliged to be there, participating in what he considered infamous, he remained level with his concept of dignity. And, when all eyes were on the birthday girl's entrance at the party, her eyes return to the same brightness as before, full of hope, when she saw her. He contemplated its extraordinary beauty that remained almost always overshadowed. For the sadness of the evil world in which he lived. His glare before, finally got sparkling. Full of life and enchanted with such beauty. Being a rich and important man in the society of the time, he was surrounded by people interested in winning him, it was easy to get involved with the most interesting women in the rich environments where he used to frequent. But that young woman who appeared there, right in front of her, was un