Aninha, Aninha. Sometimes I sound like a broken record repeating over and over how special you are, how good you do me, how nice it is to be by your side. But, for me, praise cannot be saved, feelings repressed, affection rationed. You are, yes, incredible. And you deserve to hear that. It deserves messages, evaluations, gifts, affection, care. Because this is just a piece of what you give us in return. Adore you. 😘❤️💐