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Eu dedico este livro, a todas as mulheres que já sofreram, sofre o infelizmente sofrerão violência doméstica, não é porque eu não passo por isso que eu não vou lutar pelo movimento.
A luta de vocês também é minha, e com esse livro, eu queria trazer um pouquinho da realidade.Se você sofre ou conhece alguém que sofre agressões, Por favor, Não se cale, você pode salvar uma vida.Caso você não saiba reconhecer as agressões de um relacionamento tóxico, eu vou deixa-las aqui.I - violência física
Conduta que ofende a integridade ou saúde corporal;II - violência psicológica
Conduta que cause dano emocional e diminuição da autoestima ou que prejudique e perturbe o pleno desenvolvimento ou que vise degradar ou controlar ações, comportamentos, crenças e decisões, mediante ameaça, constrangimento, humilhação, manipulação, isolamento, vigilância constanCapítulos relacionados
Prólogo do próximo livro da saga
"Sei que vou navegar sem rumo por um tempoE embora o mar seja imenso, logo vou te soltarTalvez a solidão, na verdade, nunca pare de doerMas os meus pés doem mais, por correr atrás de vocêEu cansei de tanto te esperarVou sonhar com você, vou sentir saudadeE embora não possa te ver mais, vou me imaginar com vocêVocê vai me ligar, eu vou atenderE, com a minha voz de que estou bem, vou mentir para nós doisE quando eu parar de contar cada segundoE quando os lugares que estive com você pararem de doerE quando você finalmente não for o único no meu mundoEu te esquecerei""As pequenas coisas da vida doem muito!Le
Uma espiadinha no próximo livro da saga
Chegou o momento tão esperado por Cristina, ela estava voltando para Miami, finalmente ela veria seus pais, seu irmão e sua nova cunhada que a um tempo era apenas sua amiga.Cristina não se cabia de tanta alegria que sentia.Ao botar os pés no tapete de entrada, já podia ouvir um burburinho vindo de dentro da enorme casa.Quando abriu a porta, não conseguia ver um palmo a sua frente, porque a luz está apaga?Assim que seu pé cruza a porta de entrada, a luz se ascende e todos os seus entes queridos saltam de onde estavam se escondendo e gritam "Surpresa".E não tem melhor palavra para descrever a reação de Cristina do que surpresa, ela não entendia o porque da comemoração, mas logo sua memória voltou.Era seu vigésimo segundo aniversário, e também aproveitaram para comemorar o sucesso de vendas do seu segundo álbum "Quiero Volver", com músicas inéditas.Seus familiares e amigos, um por um passavam por Cristina e a cumprimentam e a desejam felicidades e muitos ano
Chapter One
This story begins exactly 13 years ago, when I was only 7 years old and the house next to mine was occupied by a couple and their children, in the beginning it was difficult, after all they were complete strangers and my parents just decided that every end on weekdays we would all have dinner together, because according to my mother, we had to be supportive and integrate them into our neighborhood.A few years went by and they moved to California, and I never heard from them again...until now.-But you were so little, how do you remember all that?- Lygia, my mother-in-law asks me after I told herknew themI-I really don't know Ms. Matteo- I reply looking at the teapot that was placed on the table by Grace , the housekeeper - thank you very much Grace - I say looking at her and she smiles -
Chapter Two
As time went by I found myself more and more in love with him and I couldn't deny that I wanted him all the time, and a few months after completing my freshman year at university, I moved into his apartment, it was good for me, according to him, my parents were sucking all my inspiration, creativity, my essence into painting, although the only art I was good at was the art of music, I loved the way the instruments sounded, the melodies , I loved to sing, but painting has to have a good side... Right?This brings us back to the present day, where silence returns to reign inside the car, no one dares to speak a single word and maybe it's for the best.And again my mind wanders, remembering some moments when the Maison acted like a complete stranger, it was as if I didn't know him and in a matter of moments he came back to himself.
Chapter Four
I feel his hand grip my arm with a certain force and I look at him, startled.-I asked you a question- he tightens his grip on my arm as he says this, making me feel pain.'You're hurting me,' I say as I try to let go of my arm. 'I was just being polite.- Polite? you were throwing yourself at him, yes- he says in an aggressive toneSoon the elevator doors open and he lets go of my arm so that no one sees what was happening, we exit the elevator and you notice that his steps are heavy.we enter our apartment and soon he slams the door and turns towards me, I can't decipher his gaze, I don't know if it's anger or disgust and I think maybe I don't want to find out.-I wouldn't be su
Chapter five
-I can't believe you live here- William says and I look at him in disbelief-Wi-William, what are you doing here? - I ask getting up from the bench-I moved here yesterday, talking about yesterday... not even we could talk, you ran so fast, didn't you like my music? and you know I don't like being called William, it's just Will- he says and smiles. Ikeep looking at him not understanding how he got here, of all the condos that exist in Florida, he came right back to the same that my.-Sorry Will, I had forgotten you didn't like it... I had an appointment, that's why I had to leave so quickly, regarding the music... - I pause and remember the lyrics of it -It's amazing , who was the inspiration for her? - I ask as I look at the street waiting for the car to appear -
Chapter Six
When I open my eyes I see who was blocking the sunlight coming towards me, it was Carteer and he was looking at me strangely-Carteer? can I help you in any way? - I ask breaking the awkward silence -I learned that the Maison has traveled, that you took a break and that he is taking advantage of all the Brazilian women who give him a soft spot - he tells me while still staring at meWhat is he says about the Maison at the end breaks my heart into little pieces, but I try hard not to express it.-And I came to say that I'm here for you, if you want a friendly shoulder or something more- he says and approaches meHis look was different, his eyes were darker than normal and I alr
Chapter seven
I couldn't remember Will again, I had who forgets him, but how would I if he was now my neighbor?How could I forget those beautiful gray blue eyes? And your soft hand caressing the skin of my face?It was impossible to forget him, but I had to, for the sake of my relationship.The week passed without any extraordinary events, which helped to make everything calm again.It was already Friday night and Maison and I were deciding what would be good for our country."Your mother loves peppermint tea, we could serve that," I suggest as I pull a pot of tea out of the cupboard.The teapot looked like it had just come out of the store, we haven't used it since we got it from the Maison c