Waking up in Paris and with the man I loved, was one of the most majestic experiences that life gave me, since after my daughter Cintia's birthday, my parents stayed a few days at our house with the children, so that my husband could give me this magnificent surprise. I woke up in the bridal suite of that hotel, caressing my face with the rays of sun that came through that small terrace in the room and, between my husband's arms. I wanted to get out of bed, when Mark's arms surrounded my body, feeling his warm breath on my neck.

"Good morning, Mrs. Harris," he said, seeing a beautiful...