To listen to the "Marrying the Enemy" playlist on Spotify, open the app on your cell phone, select search, click on the camera and position it on the code below LISTEN HERE I was never afraid of a roller coaster But, the way You looking at me scares me I'm not the same anymore It's just that this adult phase It's less butterflies in the stomach and more fear of heights And we don't jump for fear of falling We don't dive for fear of drowning We don't love for fear of suffering But Don't live until you love So love me Screw my life And make butterflies fly in my belly So love me Any way you want Today I want you more as a girl and less as a woman Screw my life - Raffa Torres "When life gives you lemons, make one Lemonade". That's what my grandmother told me, as soon as my father announced our bankruptcy, but she forgot that the more lemons, the sour the lemonade gets, and that's what happened when Mr. José announced that we were about to lose our house. Sometimes I wish I had the patience of Dona Venécia and the faith of Dona Marta, my grandmother and mother, respectively, because I'm sure my life would be resolved much faster, but all I have are headaches, a lot of hunger and little patience. - How am I going to get married like this, mom? Thomas is now starting to make money in the ring, but he has a lot of expenses - my sister says exasperatedly and I roll my eyes. It's always like this: Emília cries, my mother feels sorry and sells something to pay for the youngest's luxury. I have the impression that I was born just to be born, since I am always the forgotten one. Emília, who is almost six feet tall, was very successful from the age of seven until she was twenty-
agency, after which she never got a job in the modeling field again. With everything she earned in almost twenty years of work, today she could live well, but she's the type who can't see a two-real bill and won't stop until she spends it all. And she takes after our father in that regard. José dela didn't calm down until we spent our last penny and now we're here, trying to decide who will go to the operating table to sell the kidneys, the liver and the heart. I believe that even then we will not be able to pay all the debts.
- Mom, tell your daughter that the wedding will have to wait a little - I say calmly and get up, fixing the skirt of my lilac dress. - Unless, of course, when she gets married, she takes everyone to live with her, since we're going to lose the house to the bank. - I thought Thomas was going to live with us - my grandmother butts in and I snort. - We're two seconds away from losing the house and you want more tenants? Honestly, Dona Venécia - I murmur and she laughs, showing off her gold teeth. Another extravagant who spent more than she had, causing her last three husbands to die of heart attacks. My grandfather ran away with another woman when my mother was born, leaving behind a woman with a child and a bunch of dogs. - He can pay rent - Dona Marta says and Emília turns her head like [1] the girl from the Exorcist. - Mom, he's going to be my husband... - That's her - I point my finger. - But if you live here, you'll have to contribute. - In the same way you contribute? - Yes. The same way I kill myself working at that veterinary clinic - I speak loudly and his brown eyes fill with tears. - Do you see how she treats me, Mom? Always throwing it in my face that I don't work. Doesn't Diana realize that I've spent the last three years chasing work? - I told you to chase a man. Preferably rich. - Grandma intervenes and our mother looks at her shocked. - Don't look at me like that, Marta, if you had listened to me, you wouldn't have married that bastard José, and today you and your daughters would have the life of a queen. But since she fell in love, let at least one of her daughters have sense and marry a rich man. - Thomas is going to be rich. - Still go? And if it isn't? - Grandma asks with her hand on her hip. - Will he be warming his belly on the stove and cooling it in the tank, while he goes out looking for a job, when, in fact, he's working in someone else's pussy? - Not all men are like grandpa - Emília says, her voice hoarse from crying. - You're right, but ninety percent, yes. Especially if the woman is beautiful and the man is a truck hit. Do you really think that you, beautiful like this, deserve a simple life? - My sister denies it. - So, are you really going to waste your chances with that man? At dinners, we saw that intelligence is not his strong point, he has no idea how to differentiate beer brands, will he really be able to keep sponsors? Think, Emília, don't be stupid like your mother was. I swallow hard and return to sit on the white sofa, while my sister processes the matriarch's words. Pudding, my cat with dark fur that resembles pudding syrup, jumps into my lap and curls up in my arms. - Why do I have to sacrifice myself? I love Thom and he loves me, grandma. - Excellent. But when you're paunchy and living under the bridge, I hope this love fills your bellies - she says irritably and leaves with all the grace that her almost eighty years allow. My fingers slide through the soft fur and I hear my sister take a deep breath, our mother comes and plops down on the old armchair, which Dona Venécia loves more than anything in this house. -Mom went crazy. Wanting you to get married for money. - He looks at me with teary eyes. - This was not the future I asked God for when they were born. It was not. Her eyes close tightly and expression lines, which haven't seen Botox in three years, appear marking practically her entire face. Emília squats in front of her and again I am a mere spectator of the complicity between mother and daughter. - We'll find a way, mom. I'm going to marry Thom, and we're going to stay in this house. - His brown eyes like wet earth turn in my direction and Pudding scratches me. - Daughter, it's a lot of money... - We'll find a way. I won't marry for money, but Diana will - she speaks firmly and a shiver runs up my spine. - No. Definitely not - I say, starting to get irritated and my sister gets up. - And I already know with whom. - His eyes pass from me to my mother, who opens her mouth hopefully. - Who? - Lorenzo Clifford, I just need to know how. But you're going to marry him, Diana," she replies, leaving me floored, breathless, without everything. My head feels heavy and the bitter taste takes over my mouth. Not even dead will I marry this playboy from hell. Not even dead! One week Emília has been trying to make me give in to her crazy idea of marrying that idiot. I won't give in. Never! It's one thing to live under a bridge, it's another to live with the devil's secretary. - Good morning, Diana! How's your headache? - Francisca, my current boss, asks, standing in front of the counter. - Good morning! I'm better, thank you for your concern. - I smile and the black woman fixes her coat and throws her straightened hair back. - I just want the well-being of my employees - she says and gives a smile without showing her teeth. - Well, let's start the treatment. In case of an emergency, you know where to find me. She closes one of her eyes, trying to blink, but it ends up getting weird and she gives up, leaving me alone and going up to the second floor. The Coração e Patas clinic treats several dogs, including the dog of the Devil's secretary, who, ironically, is the owner of this building. Hades is the name of the pitbull with black fur and blue eyes who appears to be dangerous, but can barely run because he is so fat. Joshua is the one who always brings him to appointments, but apparently, today, the devil gave the secretary a break, I think when the strong perfume reaches me, before the clinic door is even opened. The bell rings and my heart beats strong and heavy, following your footsteps that resonate across the floor. His large, muscular body takes up a good portion of the clinic's reception, I force a smile, seeing him stop in front of me and rest his arm on the white marble. - Good morning, Diana Maria! - I smile sideways and wish I had a knife at my side to destroy that damn smile. - Are you going to drool a lot? - Of course, who knows, maybe you'll slip up and disappear from my sight. - I blink my long eyelashes and lean over to look at Hades, who wears a black leather collar with gold details, making him even more powerful. - Hi, beautiful baby! - I reach out and scratch his head, and his mouth opens in response. A clear throat next to me makes me withdraw my hand and return to being the professional I have been for over five years. - The view is good, but I have more things to do. - The devil must really miss all your bad mood - I say softly, picking up the phone and dialing the doctor. -What did you say, bunny? I
Chapter 1 view is good
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Chapter 2 The previous
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Chapter 3 I whisper close
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Chapter 4 dreams
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Chapter 5 little bit
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Chapter 6 Please sit down
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Chapter 7 To be honest
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Chapter 8 slamming into the strong
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Chapter 9 nonstop
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Chapter 10 I didn't know
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Chapter 11 clench my jaw
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Chapter 12 when you appeared
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Chapter 13 By God
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Chapter 14 dark hair
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Chapter 15 Good morning
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