Chapter 37. Impulsive

Virgínia

When I woke up the day after my parents left home, I was in my room, but even that familiar environment, in which I had lived all my life, seemed different.

It was not just that Murilo was in the same bed as me, sleeping next to my body, something totally e. I felt different and understood that the time had come to give in and try to make this work.

But it was so hard to trust someone like Murilo, who was a rich man, owner of companies, and full of commitments, with a family that must have been snobbish and who certainly wouldn't accept me among them. It was not only because I was not of the same social level as them, but also because of the way we had met and even more so if everyone found out that I got pregnant even though he had been careful and used a condom.

But even with all this constantly torturing me because my thoughts kept coming back to this same conflict, I still agreed to let Murilo sleep at my place, just because I wa