I loved the childhood

So I was so happy to get the job, but I had to suppress it in front of the other adult in the office. However, when she was alone with the kids, she would make it clear that she was super excited to

e and modest clothes. But when this girl walked into my office, I lost my breath a little. Maybe because she reminded me of Analy, my ex-wife, when I met her. It's been almost ten years, but the experience of falling in love with her extravagant and free way still made my heart race. It all happened in Argentina. In Buenos Aires. I was having dinner with a friend and business partner, when the waitress appeared with her beautiful and spontaneous smile. We exchanged phone numbers and, during the time I was in Argentina on vacation, we went out and stayed a few times. When I returned to Brazil, I was already in love. So he brought her to me. I asked her to marry me. And I believed it would be eternal, until I realized that my beautiful wife was too free to be tied down to a man who needed to work to maintain his lifestyle. The mansion too far from the city to be busy, but too close to be considered a farm, massacred her. Analy liked people, she liked parties. Little by little, she wasted away. When I asked her if she wanted a divorce, she almost thanked me. And, since then, I've tried to maintain serenity because of Igor and Isis. They were just children and were already living away from their mother. However, I cannot deny that when I saw Maria Eduarda Fiuza entering my room, something stuck in my flesh. Which in itself was crazy. The fact that she reminds me of a younger Analy should only crown my initiative in asking that young woman with flowing hair out. But I still asked to see her CV. I treated her well. Even with the justification for his lack of qualifications dancing in my mouth, I gave him the job. Why? She attracted me. How Analy once attracted me. But there was something that differentiated them. Analy was waitressing that night just as an extra for her fashion course. She came from a good family and had a good surname in Argentina. When my grandfather found out about her, he asked her a series of questions about her lineage and was only satisfied after finding out everything he could about her. My grandfather died five years ea