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

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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