the two of us, as he was very cunning. And he played dirty. After he proposed to Lara, I decided to leave Brazil, it wouldn't do me any good to see the woman I secretly loved marrying another man. Destroyed, I decided it was better this way. I lived in Los Angeles and had a small photography studio, it was the profession I loved, I was passionate about art, during these years living here, I made a fortune. But, in Brazil, my father had a construction company, which Fernando ran, but I found out from my mother that it was already on the verge of bankruptcy. As soon as I was notified about her death, I returned to Brazil immediately, since our mother only had the two of us, and now she only had me. When I found out about her death, my heart hurt, I felt her loss, it was a piece of me that was gone forever, I called the family lawyer, informed him about what happened, and asked for help. I wanted to know more about the accident, although, knowing Fernando, he must have run the light. We were twins, but so different from each other, not only in appearance, but in personality as well. Fernando was blond, and I was dark-skinned, but we had the same blue eye color. As our family members said, one was the spitting image of his father; another, from the mother. Since our first anniversary, competitiveness began between us and most of it was on his part, Fernando cried over everything and, of course, that meant he got everything he wanted. He was smart and got away with everything he messed up when we were teenagers. And, when we reached adulthood, he was considered by people close to him as the evil twin, when our father passed away, he left him as president of the construction company, because Fernando, from a young age, was involved in the family business and was engaged to the woman he was with. I was in love, of course he knew, I had opened my heart to our mother, and he certainly listened. Fernando was like that, he wanted everything I wanted, when he couldn't get it, he took the force. Despite everything, Lara fell in love with him. And somehow I accepted it, but something inside me never accepted it. I admitted that I lost and accepted my defeat. I looked at the storm that would soon hit. After a few words from the priest, I felt my mother's hand squeeze mine as she sobbed quietly, I raised my gaze and saw Lara with moistened eyes, her expression was closed, after looking at me, she lowered her head, she was alone in a corner. Her slender body in a black dress, her pale hands holding her rosary, the engagement ring on her finger did not go unnoticed; She and Fernando already lived together before they even got married, I looked at her and remembered the first time I saw her. It was the birthday of a mutual friend we had, in the middle of the party, we were introduced; While talking, I asked her out, but she told me she already had a boyfriend; at the same time, Fernando arrived at the party. I'm sure she was embarrassed, because he showed it off, wanting to show me that once again he was the winner. After the coffin was lowered into the grave, we said goodbye, my mother got in the car and I said goodbye to her. I looked around looking for Lara, I saw her walking slowly with her cell phone in her hand, I walked quickly and caught up with her. She noticed me approaching and stopped, looking at me. - Lara, hi! - I saluted, stopping in front of her.