“Many people were at the event, as for Ismail, no, I didn't find him”

It was true, he was the one who intercepted me in the middle of the parking lot. So, he wasn't exactly telling a lie.

"Something isn't looking good, you can't save yourself from me anyway, naughty redhead," he warned, leaving me frozen”

I sighed and decided to end the call. I looked at myself in the mirror for a while, there was nothing wrong with the striking pale pink dress, even though its exorbitant cost was three thousand dollars, quite normal coming from Ismail. I suppose compensation, in your opinion, for ruining my clothes last night.

And an extra like white Louboutin’s.

I ran my eyes over my face looking for a mistake, but strange as it was, my eyes were shining.

I went back to Ismail. He had finished eating, now he was talking on the phone, as soon as he saw me, he ended the conversation with the person on the other end of the line. It didn't surprise me that it was his wife. The possibility stabbed me.

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