Chapter 9

Bruno and Helena dismount their bikes, panting. They gave it their all, pedaling as fast as possible to get back to Parati before the sunset was over. Some stars were already appearing when they finally stopped in front of the inn where Helena was staying. She takes off her helmet, hands it to him, and receives in return her bag with the cachaças she bought.

"Thank you for today," the young woman says, adjusting her blonde hair behind her ear.

"Always at your service," Bruno replies, looking at the girl with a daring smile.

"What's up?" she asks, smiling, feeling awkward.

"And so?"

"And so what?"

"Did you feel the passion? Are you in love?" Bruno asks nervously. Helena's face turns as red as a tomato, forcing Bruno to continue quickly: "I mean, with the place... Maria Izabel's story."

"Oh... Yes, it was all incredible and captivating," Helena replies, relieved. She then raises an eyebrow, saying, "Of course, that doesn't change our deal."