enter my room, I let out a satisfied sigh. It's a dream! A huge, soft-looking bed is calling to me every moment, but I bravely resist throwing myself in it and getting some sleep. I organize my clothes in the small built-in wardrobe that the hotel offers. This will be my home for a month. There's nothing better than keeping everything organized. I take a relaxing bath and put on a robe. I go to the window of my room where I can see the hotel pool. There aren't many people there because it's almost dusk. I watch the people down below. They're happy and excited.

Some of them are with someone else. I see a couple in the pool playing with their two children. It's such a beautiful scene! At that moment, I feel lonely. A while ago, I had the dream of getting married and having children, but all of that died when my parents separated. They were beautiful together, the typical couple from a margarine commercial, but then my mother freaked out and said she didn't want that life anymore. She was tired of being just the good, understanding wife and the exemplary mother who wanted to enjoy her life. She had already wasted too much time in a marriage where she wasn't happy. This took us all by surprise. Dad suffered a lot with the situation, since my mother wanted to travel without being tied down to anything, I ended up staying with him, giving him strength. I saw how much my mother's decision had destroyed him. My father still loves her and has never found anyone to replace her. It was at that moment that I realized that love hurts, and is not always reciprocated, so I distanced myself from all types of deeper feelings. I don't want to suffer like Dad did, so I dedicated myself only to my studies, leaving more serious relationships for later. Soon after, I replaced studies with work, and love continued to be in last place in my life. I turn my attention back to the pool and that's when I lose my breath. A tall, muscular man takes off his shorts, leaving only his swimming trunks. He has dark blond hair, his eyes seem to be light, but I can't tell from here. All the women's eyes are on him, even those who are with someone. And me? Well, I just can't take my eyes off that man. He dives in and leans against the edge of the pool. He seems to be thinking about something. Then he looks up and looks for something. As if he knows I'm watching him, his eyes meet mine. My window is open and he can see me. We stare at each other for a few minutes, until I break off contact and head to the bathroom. I wash my face, trying to calm down, and end up letting out a sigh. What was that? I walk to my bed, still half-dazed, and lie down. I close my eyes. At the same time, an image of the hottie from the pool comes to mind. Okay, he's a hottie, but why did that affect me like that? My cell phone vibrates, attracting my attention. I pick it up a bit too easily and see that it's a message from Cecília. "Don't even think about staying locked up in this room like I know you are, today is Friday and you're on vacation, my dear! Put on a really short and daring dress, put on that wonderful makeup, your best heels and go to the club, Miss Melanie. I'm giving you the address of a great nightclub that my friend recommended. Get ready and go enjoy your vacation!" A club? Why not? I jump out of bed, look for a daring dress as I was instructed, find one that Cecília gave me as a birthday present, it's short, closed in the front, but with the back completely exposed, I pick out a pair of black heels. I moisturize my skin, apply cream to every little bit of my body, put my robe back on, tie my hair in a bun and go to do my makeup. I put on a layer of mascara and a pencil on my eyes, making them even bluer. I pick up a light pink lipstick, and I don't like the result very much. I'm left with a sweet expression, I don't want to I want to be sweet today, I want to be powerful, I wipe the lipstick off my lips and apply a red one instead, the result was much better! I let my brown hair down, letting it fall in waves down my back, I put on the dress with a certain fear. Am I not being too daring? I put on my shoes and go in front of the mirror. I am feeling very sexy and nothing like the usual Melanie. I take a picture and send it to Cecília, I ask if it is okay and the answer comes right away making me laugh. "Woman, you look so hot! I swear if I were a man I would get you right now! Go and rock it, beautiful!" I grab my bag, checking if my cell phone and money are there. I take a deep breath and leave, closing the door, let the night begin! OceanofPDF.com When I arrive at the address given, I am surprised, it is a very beautiful place and obviously luxurious, everything here smells of wealth of a level I am not used to. You see, I don't have a bad life, in fact it's very comfortable, I've never lacked anything, I studied at the best schools my father could offer, and I've always lived well, but there's a certain "hierarchy" in having money that I haven't achieved, which is what these people in this nightclub have. I start to feel a little uncomfortable, I notice some men's gazes passing over my body, and angry looks from women. I'm starting to regret having left. I walk to the bar and sit on one of the available stools, I order a strong drink, that's the only way I'll start to loosen up and feel a little more comfortable. I sit for a while listening to the music that's playing and watching the people dancing on the dance floor, until the music that was previously lively changes to a calmer melody, which I identify as Magic by Coldplay. I love that song! The sound calls me until I get up and go to the dance floor. I feel a little shiver in my body, I have the feeling of being watched, I look and see no one. Strange. I continue my way to the dance floor and when I get there, I let myself go to the slow beat, let the music guide my body, close my eyes and listen to what the lyrics have to say to me. Translation Call it magic Call it reality I call it magical When I'm with you I feel that feeling again, the room is dark and they started releasing smoke that only makes it hard to see. And I just got broken Broken in two But I still call it magical When I'm near you And and I don't and I don't and I don't and I don't No, I don't, it's real And I don't, no I don't, no I don't, no I don't I don't want anyone else but you And I don't, no I don't, no I don't, no I don't No, I don't, it's real I try to push away the feeling that until now had no basis been