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Vestida de Noiva

Vestida de Noiva

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Na Inglaterra do século 19 muitos casais passavam a vida sem conhecer verdadeiramente o conjugue, o que trazia mágoa e ressentimento, tornando as pessoas infelizes em casamentos cheios de infidelidade, aprisionados na relação até a morte. Thomas é um jovem herdeiro com uma grande fortuna e um prestes a receber o título de Duque sendo pressionado a escolher uma noiva, tendo crescido em uma família pequena, sendo filho único. Devido a infertilidade de sua mãe, seu próprio nascimento foi considerado um milagre. Mesmo perante tais dificuldades, seus pais foram sempre amorosos, educando sempre com bons princípios. Amélia uma moça tímida em idade casadora. Vinda de uma família modesta, mas com recursos suficientes para casar bem suas três filhas. Amélia era a mais velha e era extremamente adorada pelas irmãs. Era delicada e dona de uma beleza especial, tinha boa postura e fora educada para ser submissa ao marido, como toda jovem da época deveria ser. Os jovens casam-se e com total falta de jeito aprendem sozinhos a ter uma boa convivência, passando por circunstancias por vezes desagradáveis, e adquirindo ressentimentos que tornam o matrimonio complicado. Embora possuam uma grande dose de sentimento pelo outro.
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Words We sat on opposite sides of the room, she was asleep. I think he was exhausted, so was I,but we both didn't want to sleep. We couldn't sleep, maybe a bit scared that if we close our eyes then she will be gone. Nathan"I'll ask the nurses if they can organize a bed for you" Me" Am fine here" He didn't argue, for once he didn't try to control the situation. "You can get one for yourself" Nathan" I'll sleep next to her" For the next two days we spent waiting for her to wake up. Each day felt like a huge battle that we were losing, it felt like she was gone and maybe we both knew she was gone but we didn't want to admit it. Days turned into weeks, Nathan and I refused every suggestion the doctors made. Some days they said she was improving, would be taken to surgery then they would discover something new. It just felt like nothing was working, and our options were limited. Me" I can't stay here" He didn't answer me, I grabbed my things and went to the door. "Don't give up" He whispered, I turned around and looked at him. Me"I need to bring her toys here, I need to bring Mr Elephant, she needs her toys here." "I just need..." I bit my bottom lip fighting the tears "I'm sorry for everything" Pulling up in our drive way, my mind took me back to when Nate and I moved in here. The house has changed over the years, we have also grown up in a lot of ways. We were happy, we thought we had it all figured out and it turns out we knew nothing. I also never imagined myself here, in this house with him. Maybe subconsciously I know I don't belong here, maybe I am the reason my daughter is fighting for her life right now. My bad luck, why did I think I could be happy?. I drove back to the hospital and Nate was sleeping, I put the sandwich on the table then Mr Elephant next to Claire. Looking at them, I couldn't help but reminisce about the first time I met Nathan and how we got to this point in our lives. !

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