My Healing
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that's exactly what I'll do. However, after a restless night, during which I spent hours tossing and turning in b
specify with whom. I intend to find a wife opposite to what
I set out to find a wife who was completely different from what he imagined. Someone
and explore places different from the ones I usually frequent. I was thinking a
h her. However, I noticed that she seemed sad that morning. It was the second time she ha
rritably as I signed some docum
N
you're at a funeral?
nothing,
ing, and that's how it went throughout the day. She always stuck t
s the doors faced each other, but unlike every other day when I was leaving the
e scene as the night before, but this time I simply retreated
eived a message from Caíque teasing me about taking good care of his company. So, more glasses were thrown
ested the cleaning
vior. A few minutes later, a young man in the same overalls as the girl who
e girl?" I a
I don't know which girl
't being clear an
g girl responsible fo
rday, Mr. Ricci," th
emory of the scene from the previous day in my office came back to me, and I felt l
t misplaced comment made me feel a weight of guilt in my chest. I had
mind. At that moment, I had interpreted it as an insult, a challenge to my su
r question, so I simply gestured for him to continue his task and called my
typing some information on my computer. Then, a minute passed before I realized that
Of course, I'll immediately get in touch with HR and arrange for the cle
ffer an opportunity to the cleaning girl, demonstrating that I was capable of recognizing my mi
ecília," Marta said, alrea
hat matters. Just
he cleaning girl, meaning rehiring her hadn't been possible yet. Marta remained in front of my desk for
e situation, but now
en remember the absurd condition my father had imposed on me to continue leading the company. All my thoughts were on Cecília, a ve