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Karen that I started not recognizing the womanizing and uncommitted man I had been before her. If I had known that my happiness could be numbered, I would not have made the choices I made. I wouldn't have.

wanted to be happier than I already was, because I feel like it was my ambition that took away everything I cared about in the world. Even though people said it was too early and that we both needed some alone time

before the kids, my wife and I were dying to have our frst heir. So we both ignored the intrusion of the people.

around us and went to the doctor to fnd out if the heart problem would be a risk to his life and that of the possible baby. Even though I really wanted to be a father at the time, I knew that I would never try anything if I suspected that everything could end the way it did. But we were assured that my wife could have a peaceful

pregnancy without risks for her or the baby if we followed medical recommendations and she received the necessary treatment. The gestation period was magical for both of us. The pregnancy confrmation came.

three months after we started trying and we were so happy that we started dedicating all our free time to our son. Like silly frst-time parents, we took courses, went shopping and decorated the baby's room with our own

hands. I went to every appointment, felt every touch and loved him from the frst moment. I remember as if it were yesterday the day she entered the operating room to deliver the baby and how her eyes were shining.

She entered the maternity ward smiling at me and that was the last smile I got from the woman I loved. It was the last time I saw her alive. They said the cardiac arrest was a fatality that could have happened to a woman

without any pre-existing illnesses, but I could never convince my mind and heart of that. I can't move forward.

without remembering that I lost my wife and my son in one fell swoop. As if it were a punishment for something unforgivable I did, I couldn't even see my baby alive. They left without me and I have nightmares almost every day about the image of earth being thrown over their cofns. Whenever I visit their tombstones, I

feel a stab of pain so sharp that it takes my breath away. Whenever I see happy people, I feel like I'm betraying their memories for the simple fact that I wish I could forget the empty, sad man I've become for at least a few minutes. So I became a man that few want to be around and I started dedicating myself completely to my

work. Before I met Karen, my life was my restaurant and partying on the weekends. After I loved her I started.

dividing my time, but everything went back to normal when I lost her. I do nothing but work and I feel like that's

what I need to forget that I'm still alive and that I have a heart that bleeds in my chest. Because I only thought about my typical local food restaurants, I made the decision to expand my horizons and open a branch in one of the largest capitals in the country. The chosen one is the capital of São Paulo and, between one

appointment and another, I ended up meeting Carlos again when I arrived last week, an old friend I met during.

the months I lived here to do a specialization in Japanese food a year before. to meet my wife. He is more than an acquaintance, Carlos became my closest friend and that has never changed. Carlos was the one who perfectly matched my party side and it was with him that I discovered all the clubs here. We didn't lose