4 years have passed and here I am, landing again at Guarulhos airport. On the one hand it is good to return to our land, our city. After everything that happened I decided to leave the country for a while, try, maybe, to remake my life. And in a way I can say I got it, although, some nights, I still wake up with the memory of it. I know, it took me a long time to realize that getting away from our problems does not make them work out, but I was 20 and I thought I knew everything back then.Believe it or not, thoughtless attitudes were my specialty. I'm not that old now, I'm only 24 years old, but believe me when someone tells you that living alone can do incredible good for the human being.

After getting my bags on the treadmill, I headed toward the nearest taxi stand. I had not warned anyone about my arrival. If I had, I'm sure my sister Zelena would be waiting for me. And I know I'm not ready to talk to her, not tonight. As soon as I got into the taxi I passed the address of the hotel where I had made the reservation, after being accommodated I could start thinking about the conversations I would have for the next few days, with everyone. My priority was Zelena , all this hurt that I kept between us when I decided to "escape" my problems never let me be completely happy. I was hurt, yes, I loved her more, how could I stop loving my own sister?

"Good evening, Miss," the young man said sympathetically.

- Good night. Hilton Hotel, please, "I said.

The way there was done quickly. I checked in and went straight to my room. I needed to get some rest, after all, I did not find it pleasant to spend almost ten hours in a plane. I took a shower to relax the body and when I was going to bed I stopped in front of the mirror.I've never been an extremely vain type, at least not when I was younger. I cared enough about every woman, liked to keep my body in shape and have a healthy life, but I always had a more stripped-down style. However, those years living in New York have changed a lot in me and one of those changes was exactly in my looks.

I was now with my long black hair, beating roughly in the middle of my back, I had gained more body as well, and it was more defined, with my belly totally straight, my thighs thicker and more muscular and my buttocks larger, and it all matched perfectly with my beautiful brown eyes. I confess that today I learned to love myself more.

"Who would say Regina Mills," she said, smiling at my reflection. After lying down in bed it was only a few seconds and I was already in Morpheus's arms. Tomorrow I would have a long day ahead.

My night's sleep was not very peaceful.Despite the fatigue, my body seemed to anticipate what was to come. I took a bath to wake up and went down to the hotel lobby to have my breakfast. Before proceeding to my father's company, I decided to call someone I knew would collapse knowing my presence in the city. The phone rang for two rings before she answered.

"Hello," I detected hesitation in his voice.

"Is it from Little Red Riding Hood's house?" I asked with a laugh.

- Regina? Are you Regina? Of course it was me, nobody else in the world loves to annoy Ruby so much by calling her Little Red Riding Hood than I am. She hated when I called her that. I had given her this nickname the first time we met.

- Hi, Ruby. Of course I am. Are you letting someone else call you Little Red Riding Hood besides me? I asked, but she did not even bother answering me.

" Ahhhhhhhh, " I heard her scream from the other side, "I can not believe it!" Wait are you here? You came back? What do you mean and ... why do not you tell me you were coming?And when ... "I interrupted.

"You can calm down and stop this interrogation," I replied, smiling at knowing she was happy with my return.

- Sorry Regina. It's been so long and you ... Tell me where you are I'm going to see you.

"See me or kill me?" I still have not forgotten what you promised. She said, remembering our last conversation.

"You know I did not even remember that ... now that you said i believe that you are back ." Okay, can I see you first and kill you later, what do you think? She laughed.

"I'm at the Hilton for now. But I'm going to my father's company this morning. I want to talk to Zelena, " I said with a sigh.

"It's past time for you to have this conversation." Does she know you're back?

"No. You were the first to know, actually," I said, and heard a shrill noise on the other end of the line. Not everything had changed, apparently. Ruby continued the same clumsy.

"Mm. I'm flattered by that. Good then good luck! Let me know when I'm at the hotel that I'll come to you.

- Of course I'll let you know. Rubs ? I called before she hung up the phone.

- Yes.

"Know that, although I have gone away from everything, I have missed you so much," I said wistfully. I've always had a lot of friends, but Ruby was one of the people I missed most in my life during that time. She was like a second sister to me, a sister who gave me life.At the time I really believed that if I moved away from everything I remembered Emma I would be able to live in peace and be happy, and consequently, that included removing anyone who could give me information of her. Sweet illusion.

- Me too, Gina. Kisses

- Kisses.

I already had everything sort of planned in my head. I always forget that my plans never worked out, yet I still insisted on them. I liked to think that I had this power to control everything that was referring to my life.

There, standing at the entrance of the building, I was no longer so sure about having control of anything. I went up to the fifteenth floor, where Zelena's room was . I came across a pretty brunette in glasses sitting behind a desk, probably her secretary. To my luck, or bad luck, her secretary reported that she had not yet arrived which made the waiting even more distressing.

"Good morning," I said as I arrived, giving my best smile to the girl.

- Good ... Good morning! She answered slowly, looking at me. "She's one of mine," I thought mischievously.

"Can you tell me if Zelena's here yet?" I leaned my arms on his desk. leaving my lap to his sights, which made her hold her breath for a few seconds before she answered me.

"No ... she ..." She looked up at me and I smiled at her. "She has not come yet.

- It's all right. In that case can I wait for her in there? I said, pointing to the door with my sister's name.

- Clear. What's your name so I can let you know that you're waiting for her? - She asked.

"You do not have to know my name. Yet ! "I want to surprise her," I said taking my hand to a small bunch of her hair, touching it gently. "Do not worry," I looked at her, "she will not fight with you!" I blinked and headed for the living room while she stood with her mouth open. During the time I had been away, I had practically become extremely gallant, not to say a fool, but I always made clear my "best" intentions with women, indeed, with all of them.

The minutes seemed to go by, and the sound of the clock hanging on the wall was starting to irritate me. I walked around the room watching the place. It was the taste of herself, very well decorated, spacious and sophisticated. I sat in her chair, taking a picture frame from the table. It was a picture of us, old, from when I was 15 years old. She had taken me to the Ibirapuera after my mother had freaked out catching me in bed in my room with a girl. Zelena defended me tooth and nail, she was on my side all the time, against my parents, against anyone who dares to say anything about me. My heart sank with the memory of that day.

When the door finally opened, I thought that all that agony would come to an end, but whoever entered the room was a little angel, with blond hair and green eyes, running. She did not deny the mother she had, it was a copy of Emma in a smaller size, which made my heart race to see her. When she saw me sitting in my sister's armchair she stopped, looking at me suspiciously.

"Hi," I told her. "You do not need to be scared."

"Hi," she replied timidly.

- What's your name? I asked.

"Valentina," she replied, only confirming what I already suspected. "Are you a friend of Aunt Zelena's ?" She asked, moving closer to where I was.

- No - smiles - My name is Regina and I'm her sister.

"Ah, okay? " She studied me as if it reassured her. "You look very handsome, but you do not look like Aunt Zelena .

"Thank you," she smiles, she was charming, so innocent. "You're very handsome, too. Not only beautiful, you're a little princess. I said, making her smile.

"My mother always calls me that." And Aunt Zelena, too. Do you know my mother? She asked making me uncomfortable.

"They're right. And yes I know your mother.

- Valentina! Zelena said as she opened the door to the room. When she saw me she stalled and dropped some papers that were in her hands. I smiled as I realized his nervousness. Still, it was not just me.

"Hi Zelena, " She said, standing up.

- Regina! She said in surprise.

- Are you all right? I asked.

- Yes I'm fine. She bent down to pick them up. "I'm surprised I did not expect to see you here.When you came back? - She said approaching and stopping next to the little girl.

- Last night. I did not want to disturb anyone so I did not warn you.

"You never disturb Gina. You know that." Her eyes showed sadness at my comment.

"I'd like to talk to you if I'm not going to disturb you," I said.

- Clear! Let me just take this little one to take care of and I'll come back here.

"Okay. Bye, little princess," I said, looking into her eyes.

"Bye," she said, and took my sister's hand, but before I went through the door I saw her pulling Zelena's hand , which she bent down so the little girl said something in her ear. I saw my sister shake her head in affirmation, and seconds later the little girl was already standing in front of me.

- I liked you. Can I hug you? Those words made my heart warm with tenderness.

"Of course," I replied, kneeling to get closer to his height, and then I felt his arms wrap around my neck in a warm embrace. My arms wrapped around her too, and for a time we stood there. That little girl rocked my heart rekindling a feeling of even greater regret for my country's escape - I also liked you!

"See you later," she said, coming out of my embrace and back toward my sister. As Ilooked at her, I noticed Zelena's eyes were full of emotion. Deep down she knew that if there was anyone in the world capable of conquering me again it would be this little girl, after all she had been the first person I told about my dreams, and the life plans I wanted to make with Emma .

"Until," I said, wiping a tear that slipped down my face. Valentina took Zelena's hand and then left.

"Did this have to happen so soon?" Damn it! I said sitting in the chair and looking toward the window. I needed to concentrate before my sister returned to that room. It took a few minutes until the door opened again. So finally we were just Zelena and me in the room. She looked at me with fear, as if she wanted to get closer but was afraid of my reaction. She gave a slight sigh and hesitantly approached the table, facing me.

- You look beautiful! She looked at me completely.

- Thanks. So did you, "I said.

- Are you alright? - She asked

- Yes I'm fine.

"You could have warned that you would come." I would have picked you up at the airport. She say.

"No need." I can do very well in São Paulo. I answered more rudely than I wished. I noticed that she tightened her body before a discussion between us.

"Is that why you came here?" To discuss? Her voice sounded hurt, defensive.

"Sorry. I did not mean to be rude," I said, lowering her eyes. "I did not come here to argue with you. Like I said, I just want to talk.

- About what?

"About everything, Zelena . About you, about her, " I said, looking deeply at her and she knew I meant Emma." When you came to New York, you told me there were many things you wanted to tell me. I was so angry that I did not want to hear anything that came from you. - I lowered my eyes disappointed at myself - I'm sorry for being so ... idiot, I want to hear you. I want you to tell me everything and I want to know why you never told me about it , "I said, taking an envelope from my bag and throwing it on the table. It contained a picture of her as a teenager, where she kissed a girl and a gold necklace with a pendant in the shape of half a heart - I trusted you and always thought there were no secrets between us.

"Was with you?" - She said taking the necklace and looking with affection - this time I thought that our mother had destroyed it too.

"I found them the night they-" I search for the air calmly and continued - the night I saw you with Emma. That afternoon, when you told me to go after her, I had my pride wounded, I did not want to admit that I loved her , that I was being selfish. You always knew me well, you know how proud I am. When my heart spoke louder than my pride I went to her. I was willing to try to start all over again, to forget the mistakes we had made, I did not even care about her being pregnant with that idiot, but alas ... it all fell apart again.

"I never meant to hurt you, Regina. You are my sister and I have always loved you. How do you think I felt when I found out I was in love with my sister's girlfriend? I felt awful. She said, her eyes watering, "so I hid it from you."That night it was not her fault, that kiss ... "She paused, taking in the air." Everything you saw was my fault. "Two thick tears streamed down her face.

"I know you did not want that." No one commands the heart. But it happened and you can not change what has already happened. After I left the park I came home furious. I felt betrayed again, and by my own sister. I was imagining a million absurd things about you, wondering if you guys had ever had anything together while I was still ...

- Not! She shouted desperately, "that never happened Regina. There was never anything between us while you dated. Nothing but friendship.Please believe me! She pleaded. I stared at her for a while in silence.

"I believe," I said, lowering her voice. "Anyway. I really wanted to hurt you that night, I ended up taking my anger into your room and so I threw your little music box on the wall. I knew how much you loved that little box. I never knew the reason but I knew it was something important since you would not let anyone touch it. When she shattered, I saw the photo and the necklace lying on the floor. I could not believe you'd never told me that you'd stayed with a girl. Everything I believed we had seemed like a lie. Every trust that I placed in you and that I thought you also placed in me broke down there. So I did what I did. I gathered my clothes in my suitcase and left the house.

"You can not imagine how desperate I was when I got home and found that note on the bed." I closed my eyes remembering what I had written on the piece of paper.

" Zelena ,

I'm leaving.

I already know everything, I saw it.

Regina "

- Who is she Zelena ? I asked, pointing to the photo, "because you never told me?"

- I'll tell you. Can we talk somewhere else? It's a long story and I can not leave Valentina with the secretary all day. I'll leave her at home with Mom and promise to tell you everything from the beginning.

"With Mom?" I said in disbelief. "Since when does she look at anything but her belly button?"

"A lot has happened since you left Regina.You've closed yourself to everyone else, life has continued here. Mom's changed a lot since you left home. We can go? She asked, holding the door handle.

"Lets go." I started toward the door. As soon as we left Zelena went to her desk and called Valentina, who ran to her. I stood at his side while my eyes stared at his secretary, and it corresponded discreetly. Zelena asked her to cancel a meeting she would have and the girl nodded in affirmation. I leaned closer to the table in front of her, who gave me a shy smile.

- Can I use? I asked smiling at her and then pointing at a piece of paper and a pen.

"At ease," She replied. I wrote down my name and my phone number and handed it to her.

"Now you know my name," I blinked and left as Zelena stared at me incredulously at my attitude.

We walked down the elevator to the garage in silence and from there we headed toward my parents' apartment. Valentina was talking all the way. She told me about her tastes, her favorite drawings, about her collection of polly dolls and everything else she liked. As soon as my sister's car entered the garage, a range of feelings and memories flooded through me. Memories of the time I spent there. Some were good. Others not so much.

- Go up? She asked as she parked.

"Not today," I said. I still did not want to have to find my parents. Especially my mother.

"Well you know." I'll be back. Come on, little princess?

- Let's go, Aunt Zelena . My sister took it from the car, holding it in her lap.

"Bye, Princess," I said, looking into their little eyes.

- Goodbye. Are you going to be my aunt now? She asked, naturally, making me smile.

"If you want I will."

"So I want," She said, "I still do not have an Aunt Regina," she said, making Zelena and I smile.

"So now you have.

"Bye, Auntie Regina," she said fondly, as if she had known me since forever.

"Bye bye," I said, still smiling. Children are so innocent that they can deal with everything without much effort. My sister soon returned and soon we were already through the streets of São Paulo.

- Where are we going? I asked as she drove.

"You wanted to know who the girl in the picture is." I'll take you to meet her.