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“You know that daddy did something wrong, don't you, baby? You can rest assured that Aunt Camila will scold him whenever he does that.”

“So 'Aunt Camila' will have to fight with daddy a lot, Alice. Because he does a lot of wrong things. But he's trying to get better, to be the father you deserve.”

“You know what? I think you already are.”

I lifted my face to look at Camila again and met her eyes with mine. We remained there locked in that exchange of glances for a while, until I surprised her by quickly approaching and stealing a kiss from her. She laughed and at that moment the cable car stopped.

A member of staff opened the door for us, and we walked out, hand in hand, while I held Alice withmy free arm. We walked to the wall where we had an incredible view of the mountains.

“It's so beautiful,” Camila said.

“And it's even more so when everything is covered in snow.”

As it would be on the date set for our wedding.

For the fake wedding...

I shook my head slightly, not wanting to think about it. I let go of Camila's hand, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and bringing her closer to me. And so, the three of us stood there together, looking at that incredible view.

However, at one point I looked back and saw that Alanis had also gone up the cable car and, some distance away, was talking on her cell phone, while keeping her eyes fixed on us. I deduced that she was counting our every step to her bosses.

I kissed Camila again just to give her something else to talk about.

Chapter Forty-One

MICHAEL

The back porch of the house had a privileged view of the mountains, and it was there that Camila, Alice and I stayed together during the early hours of the night, after which we returned, ate something and took a shower. In fact, Camila and I gave Alice a bath together, under the irritating gaze of her caretaker.

This had been the only job that woman had there, since Camila and I took care of everything related to Alice, even though we both had almost no experience with babies. We got a little tangled up with some tasks, but we soon adapted. I already knew a lot about Alice, like what she liked to eat and her favorite games. The rest, we were discovering little by little, with a little help from the internet in some searches like 'what could a baby's crying mean' (it was the dirty diaper, by the way).

I had an old guitar in that house, a reminder of a time when I was a teenager when I wanted to learn how to play in the hope of becoming a musician someday,but I soon discovered that I had no talent for it. I discovered that Alice really liked the sound it made, and I used it to play some of the few songs I had learned.

After some time together on the porch, playing together, singing songs and acting silly so that Alice would have fun, my daughter started to show signs of sleepiness and I was able to do something I had dreamed of since I met her, which was to rock her to sleep. Camila watched the scene in silence, sitting on a lounge chair, with a slight smile on her face. It was incredible how the presence of that woman gave me strength in all of this.

When Alice finally fell asleep, Alanis – who had spent all this time in the room that opened onto the balcony, watching us as she had done all day – came to me, hurrying to pick her up.

“I guess I can take her to our room now, can't I?” It was more of a statement than a question. Since they would be sharing the same room, I ended up letting her go without any further complaints.

I waited until she was out of sight before sitting down next to Camila, wrapping my arms around her waist and bringing her body closer to mine.

After so many hours exchanging well-behaved kisses, I was finally able to kiss her like I had done on the plane on the way there.

I pulled away as we began to run out of air. Before things got too heated, there was something I needed to tell her, “Thank you.”

“For what?” she looked confused.

Was she seriously asking me that?

“Look, there would be too many things to list, but for now, thank you for accompanying me on this trip, for being so happy to have my daughter here and for helping me take care of her.”

“I act happy because that's how I feel. Even though the idea of spending the afternoon having sex in your heated pool is really tempting, I really had a great day with you and Alice.”

“Well... We always have the option of spending the night having sex in the heated pool.”

She slapped me on the shoulder and laughed.

“Silly. Stop teasing me like that. You make me feel things I didn't feel before.”