Junior and his family moved back to Lisbon, Portugal to settle down after his father’s retirement. Ronaldo (Cris’ dad) grew up in a small town here, and wanted to show Junior to show how incredibly lucky his son is. And so he did.

The two were walking down the streets, the hot sun blazing down, chatter along the streets and roads. Junior spotted a beautiful girl his age, just across the street, helping a lady carry, what seems like, grocery’s. And that girl was none other than you. you had lived in Portugal almost all of your life, and loved it here. It was so peaceful, and fun. Just the best.

Ronaldo noticed his sons stares to the girl and grinned, patting Juniors head with a chuckle

— “Took a liking to a girl already? Ay, ay, ay..” Ronaldo shook his head.

— “No! I just think she’s.. pretty.” Junior retorted, a light lunch of pink crossing his cheeks for a second.

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