Ao Centro da Terceira Fileira

Ao Centro da Terceira Fileira

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SINOPSE AC3F Como perdoar uma traição e ainda manter a confiança? Diante do pedido de perdão da pessoa amada, renegar os sentimentos mais puros é aumentar uma chaga. A paixão aflora e se torna mais forte que a dor da separação. Rob não é o tipo de homem que se entrega pela metade, ele não sabe fazer isso. Sua personalidade lhe oferece apenas duas saídas: esquecer Gisela para sempre, não amando mais mulher alguma; ou entregar-se incondicionalmente, acreditando no jeito de amar dela e esquecer completamente todo o passado, para ter um futuro feliz. Bel, com toda a sua espontaneidade, cruzará estes dois caminhos e o fará pensar em outros rumos. Contudo, o corpo e a beleza dela parecem uma sombra, escondendo tudo de mais puro que ela tem para oferecer.
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Watching Anna, she was actually down stairs sipping water quietly. I couldn't help but stare at her. Her usually midnight drink. "Thirsty." "Oh, uncle you startled me." She had backed away from me as I tried to touch her. I had been needing her touch more and more. "Why are you so afraid of me?" "What are you talking about?" She nervously giggled as she crept backwards. "I have notice a few things and well you cower at my touch. Tell me Anna, do I frightened you?" Have I in someway? I wondered. "No, uncle," she stepped closer to me pressing her palm on my chest proving that she is not the least bit frightened. "You don't scare me one bit." Her lips were smiling but her eyes had told me a different story. "The prove it." I was now leaning as she had licked her own lips. Fuck I want to taste those lips. "How." Her breath sent me shivers down my core. Further leaning in, I pulled her closer, my hand now firmly on her back as my lips made contact with hers. She hesitated at first, I could feel she was withdrawn but that didn't stop me from taking what I wanted. Kissing her made me forget. I know I shouldn't but I wanted to forget what I had lost. Is it wrong of me to think like that? But this kiss felt so right. Why? She felt perfect beneath me. At that moment I wanted more, I wanted everything she would give me. I wanted her. "What the fuck is going on here." The lights instantly turned on revealing a very pissed of Megan. "Megan I can explain." "How, when I just witness you kissing the one who had killed our child." ***** Do you believe in soul mate because we are destined to be with that one person that makes us whole....

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