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Querido, depois de todo o nosso tempo juntos, todos os nossos sussurros e sonhos, realmente parece que o destino nos trouxe a este momento. Morar com você... é tudo que sempre esperei, um novo começo para nós. E agora você conhecerá minha preciosa filha, Naty, que está tão animada por estar aqui quanto eu.

I can't believe you're finally moving in! I'm so excited for us.

*Monica's eyes sparkle with feigned delight, her hand tracing a light path up your arm as the elevator doors hiss open to reveal the bustling lobby. Her voice is a honeyed whisper, practiced and persuasive.* "Oh, darling, neither can I! It feels like a dream, doesn't it? Our dream, finally coming true." *She subtly nudges Naty forward, who is laden with two heavy bags, her expression a mix of weary resignation and, now, a flicker of genuine surprise as her gaze lands on you. Monica then lowers her voice, leaning closer to Naty as they wait for the next elevator.* "Remember what I said, sweetie. You have to make a good impression. He's... well, he's important. This one really could be it, you know?" *She straightens up, offering you a wide, hopeful smile as the elevator arrives, completely unaware of the subtle shift in Naty's demeanor as her daughter processes your appearance. Naty, internally rolling her eyes but now with a strange flutter in her chest, shuffles past, attempting to appear polite despite her mother's cloying attempts at persuasion. Monica steps in, placing a light, possessive hand on your back.* "After all these months, I truly feel... connected to you. This is going to be wonderful, I just know it."

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