Protagonist, Sofia Moreira, 24 years old

Sofia was reborn in the past. In her previous life, she was married to Lucas Fontes. After suffering at the hands of her mother-in-law and after her fifth miscarriage caused by an allergic reaction because Veronica, her adopted sister, gave her food with peanuts, she ended up dying. She could have been saved, but her husband Lucas Fontes refused to help her. The only one who tried to save her was his uncle, Rafael Castro.

In this life, Sofia ended up drugged again and woke up in bed with an unknown man, whom she thought was Lucas Fontes again, but during the story she discovers that it wasn't him. This time, who was with her was her uncle Rafael, the only one who truly loved her in two lives.

Lucas Fontes, 24 years old

CEO of Fontes and Associates, coveted bachelor. Despite being able to have any woman he wants, he only has eyes for the fat Sofia. He was reborn feeling remorse for his other life, in which he never valued his wife and recognized that it was his fault that she died. However, in this life he cannot understand why Sofia, who in another life was always in love with him, rejects him whenever he approaches.

Rafael Castro, 36 years old

CFO of Fontes Associados.

The bastard son of the Fontes family. Mysteriously, he suffered an accident in the past, which left him disabled. Therefore, even though his beauty attracted many eyes, he was rejected by all families. No one wanted to marry their daughter to the bastard and disabled son of the Fontes. He also never expressed a desire to marry and always remained secluded.

His achievements in business surpassed Lucas, but he was never recognized for his accomplishments, he was only pointed out as the bastard and disabled son of the Fontes.

For this reason, he always looked at Sofia with different eyes. She was the legitimate daughter, but because she was fat, her achievements were never recognized. Only he realized how wonderful she was.

In the beginning, when he met her, he only felt compassion, but when Sofia grew up and started working at Fontes Associados, this compassion turned into something different. Due to the age difference, he always stayed away from her, only helping her silently. But he was surprised when Sofia herself approached him, ignoring all his warnings for her to stay away.

Veronica Moreira, 23 years old

An angelic face that deceived everyone. Her greatest pleasure is to see Sofia's suffering. Deep down, she was jealous of Sofia, because she had a family, was a talented architect and attracted the attention of the Fontes heirs.

Veronica was adopted by Sofia's parents when she was still young and since she arrived, the family has always made Sofia's life a living hell. But now, strangely Sofia was no longer falling for her tricks and her good girl mask was about to be removed.

"If I had another life, I would never marry you!"

That phrase echoed in Sofia's mind, the agonizing pain of the abortion still made her lean over, digging her nails into her abdomen.

But she was no longer lying and agonizing in a hospital bed, she was partying in a hotel bar.

"Sofia, what's wrong with you? Drink some more!"

She hears the voice of Veronica, her adopted sister, encouraging her to drink more wine. Her friends were shouting.

"Come on Sofia, drink more!"

That scene was so familiar, she had already lived through it. She remembered that the first time this happened, she really wanted those people to like her and she had drunk everything.

Suddenly, Veronica started waving.

"Here! We're here!"

Everyone looked in the direction Veronica was waving and he had just arrived, Lucas Fontes, the young Lucas Fontes, different from the man Sofia knew, without that look of contempt that he had so often offered her in the other life, without the accusations and lies.

They exchanged glances for a few seconds, but the seconds lasted years of a life of suffering. 5 years married to this man who despised her so much, who rubbed in her face countless times that his affection and attention would be directed to another woman.

That man who in the past made her sigh passionately, was now the face that brought her terrible memories. He, who in her other life, refused help while she was having an abortion and even refused to authorize the surgery that would save her life, causing her death.

Lucas Fontes started walking again, without taking his eyes off Sofia and she remembered that it was on that day that everything happened, that it was on that day that she was drugged and woke up naked, intertwined with him, in bed.

Those people who now seemed to want her friendship, were taking pictures and mocking, calling her fat and a slut.

The photos were posted and went viral on the internet and more and more people cursed at her and accused her of drugging Lucas Fontes so that he would have spent the night with her.

Her body was exposed and ridiculed and that's why she almost thought about killing herself, what stopped her was the discovery of her first pregnancy.

After the discovery, Lucas Fontes who until that moment, had never defended her, spoke up, he would take responsibility and marry Sofia.

A glimmer of hope settled in her heart, she thought that that pregnancy would make Lucas defend her and that marriage would make him love her. She promised herself that she would be the best wife and the best mother, thus, she would make him reciprocate her feelings.

But nothing happened as she imagined, he neglected her, allowed people to hurt her, that first baby she aborted and many other abortions happened, until the last one that ended up causing her death.

Remembering her other life, Sofia decided, she would rewrite her own story.

While everyone was flattering Lucas, Sofia looked at her glass with the wine that probably had the drug, she had drunk half of it, but she still hadn't drunk it all.

She had a chance to escape.

Thinking quickly, Sofia poured the rest of the wine into Veronica's glass, remembering the last events of her past life, now she knew that Veronica was not as innocent as she seemed and she was probably the one who put the drug in her drink, with the intention of ridiculing her, but now, Sofia would make her feel a little of her own poison.

Then, Sofia turned, determined to walk away. She took a few steps and felt the ground under her feet sink and everything spin. She thought that probably the little bit of the drug she drank was already taking effect.

But moved by the willpower to change her story, she was staggering, leaning against the wall.

"Sofia! Sofia!" she heard the calls, but didn't turn around, she was determined, she wouldn't repeat the same fate of her past life.

She soon reached the elevator and when she entered, she was almost taken by a relief, but as soon as she turned, she saw Lucas coming towards her, she was so scared that her gaze made him freeze for a few seconds, but soon he started walking towards the elevator again.

Sofia pressed the button to close the door, at the same speed as her heartbeat. She felt her consciousness start to fail and to change her destiny, she shouldn't lose consciousness near Lucas Fontes.

When he was one step away from the elevator, the door closed, finally bringing the relief she needed so much. But there was still a way to go, she had to get to her room and lock herself in there.

The periods of consciousness and unconsciousness alternated, the effects were even stronger.

When the elevator stopped, she dragged herself out, repeating to herself. "Third door on the left."

As soon as she reached the door, she tried to check the room number, but her vision blurred and she decided to trust her intuition and try to open the door.

But the card was refused.

She tried again and it was refused again.

Angry and remembering that the same thing had happened when she arrived at the hotel, she kicked the door.

"Open up, damn it!"

Sofia tried again and barely touched the card and the door opened, she entered the room and suddenly, she was taken by a strong arm enveloping her.

"Sofia?" she heard a male voice and her heart stopped suddenly.

She blinked and in the dim light, with her blurred vision, she managed to recognize a male face, light eyes and blonde hair, nothing more than that. She soon concluded, it was Lucas.

"How did you get here first? No. No. Not Lucas again!"

She said, but couldn't get rid of the man, she felt his naked skin to her touch, she ran her hand over his broad shoulders and the tense muscles of his chest.

Her mind was telling her to run, but her body reacted, she felt hot, she felt her insides writhing with desire.

"It must be an aphrodisiac drug..." she thought, trying to resist, but the desire was stronger and soon she stood on her tiptoes and took that man's lips in a desperate kiss.

At first, he didn't reciprocate, but soon he couldn't resist and reciprocated the kiss with even more fervor. He threw her on the bed and then opened her legs and placed himself between them.

Sofia sighed, feeling him hard, touching between her legs, that body was innocent, but her mind with memories of another life, had memories of what it was like to be taken by a man.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and started rubbing against his hardness, wanting more...

He got excited and tore open Sofia's blouse, ripping off all the buttons, making her breasts pop out.

She groaned, writhing, but he stopped suddenly.

"Sofia, are you drunk?"

"No, no..." she said and hugged his neck, kissing him again.

He tasted a bit of wine, but it wasn't strong, it was almost imperceptible; someone who drank a lot would have a strong taste of alcohol.

While he analyzed the taste of her mouth, she slipped her hand inside his pants. He groaned feeling her touch and immediately forgot his worries and pulled her skirt up, tearing off her panties.

Sofia bit his shoulder, feeling the pain of her hymen breaking, remembering that this body was still untouched.

But she didn't stop him, consumed by desire, digging her nails into his back, and he lunged at her mercilessly, caressing and squeezing every piece of bare skin. Wildly and passionately.

Sofia alternated between moments of consciousness and unconsciousness, she thought that perhaps because she hadn't drunk all the drugged wine she hadn't completely lost consciousness as in the other life.

At some point, between moans, she asked.

"Tomorrow, when this is all over. Don't ever look for me again!"

The man stopped suddenly, you could see at a glance that he was staring at her.

But she pulled him and kissed him again, soon he couldn't resist and continued to move between her legs causing moans of pleasure all night.

Sofia woke up suddenly, looked around and everything was silent, looked back and there was a man sleeping with his back to her. She looked at the blond hair and thought.

"It really was Lucas Fontes! Damn!"

She got up quickly and put on her clothes, ran out of the room, checked out, and practically ran out of the hotel.

On the street, she walked for hours without realizing it. All the events of the previous night and the final events of her other life passed through her head.

She saw someone passing by, selling ice cream on a cart and immediately ordered one.

She licked that frozen cream, feeling a pleasure that couldn't be narrated. In her other life, her mother-in-law prevented her from eating anything other than bone soup. She could only eat that soup made with leftovers.

She said it was for her health, but she knew it was actually to torture her, because she wasn't the perfect daughter-in-law she wanted so much.

She could still hear Magda Fontes shouting:

"You useless fat girl, you can't even maintain a pregnancy! Still complaining you're hungry? Pigs eat this, the leftovers!"

Sofia remembered how she suffered from malnutrition and after each abortion she had, even with her bones protruding under her skin, her mother-in-law pointed her finger at her, saying that she couldn't hold the pregnancy because she ate too much.

Sofia squeezed her belly, feeling that her fats had returned. Those same fats that in the other life were the reason for her low self-esteem, were now reasons for her happiness.

She smiled and said:

"Being fat isn't so bad after all! There are worse things in life!"

She took her ice cream and skipped, stopping in front of a pharmacy. Her smile faded as she remembered the previous night.

She felt a shiver run down her spine, the night before Lucas used her body as he never did in the other life.

In the other life in bed he only looked for her when he felt he had to compensate her after another disappointment he caused her. It didn't seem spontaneous, it didn't seem like he really desired her.

But last night, he possessed her with desire and passion. It was definitely the first time she felt truly desired, he even seemed like another person.

But she went back in time, didn't she?

He hadn't yet become the same man from her past life.

And maybe, he was also drugged with that aphrodisiac.

And with the memories of past life, now she knew that there would be consequences and if she wanted to rewrite her story, she should take contraceptives.

…

It was past noon when she arrived home, with a small bag from the pharmacy in her hands.

In the living room, were her father and her mother, sitting on either side of Veronica, the adopted daughter.

"Oh, Mommy, my head hurts so much. If it weren't for Sofia insisting, I wouldn't have drunk." she said, whimpering.

"Sofia only gives me displeasure! How I wish you instead of her were my biological daughter." the mother said.

"Really?! But Sofia is your biological daughter, I'm just an orphan who was abandoned in an orphanage by parents addicted to gambling. If Sofia heard that, she would be so sad."

Veronica said, staging her false innocence.

"Oh darling, of course we wanted you to be our biological daughter." the father hugged her — "You're so much better than Sofia, so pure, so innocent. An angel in our lives."

The father and mother hugged Veronica and she glanced at Sofia, showing that she knew she was there.

Sofia said nothing, just walked towards the stairs. In the past life, hearing that her parents preferred her adopted sister hurt her a lot, but now, it didn't make sense anymore. Their love was something she gave up seeking in this life.

In this life she would live for herself, without seeking the approval of her parents.

"Sofia! Where were you?" as soon as she put her foot on the first step, she heard her father shout.

"In the same place as your daughter." she replied, indifferent.