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The daughter, locked away for years due to her disability, lived in the shadows of her own home, forgotten by everyone. The father, desperate to rid himself of the problem, handed her over to the strongest slave on the plantation, hoping she would be just another heavy responsibility for him. But the man saw in her something no one else saw: the will to live, and he decided to help her prove it.
Colonel Francisco de Albuquerque Melo was the lord of those lands, a 60-year-old man. A gray beard trimmed with rigor, eyes that had learned not to feel pity, because pity did not pay debts nor maintain status. He had three children: two robust boys who already managed part of the business, and Isabel.
Isabel was 23 years old, and no one had seen her for almost 18. She was born with crooked legs, bones that did not form as they should, muscles that did not obey the commands the brain gave. At age 5, she still tried to walk; she fell, got up, and fell again. The Colonel endured it for some time, until his wife, Dona Mariana, fell ill with shame.
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