A new reason to smile

e pain of loss this would cause his fiancée and Dona Amélia, and so he took charge of everything. There was not a moment when

aísa, they had to resolve their situation, move on. He saw how much she was

we need

face was of indifference and disinteres

our future together. Th

just buried my father. Don't

her is dead, but not you. Life goes on! We are enga

a painful time, and to imagine getting married without her father's presence was inconceivabl

n't you going to tel

impassive and silent, and he

't want to. She was crying for her father, for everything that was taken away from

room, dragging her slippers down the corridor, and t

were crying. It's no

s just... Mu

you arguin

.. you know? Not now... I can't thin

ogether for so long... a man who dedicates himself

For God

He left me alone! Don't

e is putting on me to get married? The lack of

nd him around? He loves you, he wants to marry you, young lady! He's your se

rs, making it impossible for her daughter

I know how you feel. Bu

little girl who can't see an inch in front of her nose! An ingrate

Mo

iculties. We raised you like this, fighting day after day so you wouldn't lack anything. Now that your father is no long

of her husband, and how much the feeling of helplessn

er plans right now. Such a definitive step, in a mome

such a short period of time, and with this Maísa felt trapped

rmission. All her dreams and plans had been interrupted, exc

ve that she was a good person, with character. But now, when she looked in the mirror, all she saw was an unknown woman, diffe

ut he couldn't help but mourn the rejection he felt at his fiancée's refusal. She had never sai

as liberating, and it was only now that he realized this. Thinking about the time lost, the plans postponed

e to was unfair, bordering on ingratitude. And this was not a feeling that she was willing to

e two of them. Maísa felt insecure, but her conscience would not be clear if she

you want h

ed to t

ssage and now we need to talk? Honestly, Maísa.

... You know that these last f

, Maísa

y father

you see? It's been months and months of dedicating myself day

that, Murilo!

ded, no longer useful, to help take care of your father! Now you must be i

let me

r lives together, it's better to go our separate ways." Saying this, Murilo opened the

she hadn't expected this. First losing her father, then the a

ce was throbbing in her memory again, and she knew that she could not give up talking to Murilo. At some point he would have to leave the house a

want you to freeze outside. Y

with her hands as she