It was Friday night when Cecília appeared at the hospital with an invitation in her hands and a mischievous smile on her face.
No shifts or scalpels today, doctor. Wear something pretty. We're having dinner with an old friend of ours... you'll love to see who it is.
Who? ... Elisa laughed, curious.
Daniel Azevedo. Remember him? He studied with us in high school. Now he's an architect, just returned from Italy, opening a branch in Rio.
Danny? Elisa's eyes sparkled. Of course I remember. He was one of the few boys who defended me when others made fun of my shyness.
And now, besides being a defender, he's single, handsome, and completely interested in seeing you again.
Cecília... she murmured, laughing and a bit embarrassed.
I'm not saying you should marry him. Just have dinner, laugh, and live a little, friend. You deserve it.
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The chosen restaurant was one of the most elegant in the South Zone.
Low lighting atmosphere, candles on the tables, live pianist.
