Celina
Brazil was so beautiful and magical. Vito had an amazing mansion by the beach. We spent most of the day on the beach and most of our evening and night in bed. He had a room with a red doorknob here too. This man was incredible. People on the streets adored him. He was like a king here. Men would bow their heads in respect.
"Rainha, are you enjoying our trip?" Vito asked me.
"Absolutely," I smiled. "I can't believe you grew up here."
"This looks nothing like my childhood home but yes Brasil is something, isn't it?" Vito smiled.
"It is," I replied. "Vito, what now?"
"What do you mean?"
"I just want to know what happens now," I asked him. "Do we stay here? Are we ever going back? Are we always going to be together?"
"What silly questions?" Vito remarked. "Does any of tha
