ore, but I can't place it. Where do you think I sa

akes me save time and words. It was important for me to stay out of troubl

ing sweetly. He leaned on his chair. His voice caused an exp

idn't want to go to the hospital for a check-up, he made me have it. I lacked the funds to make the payment,

lping me. I will leave now. I ne

drive yo

ink that I would fawn over him and accept going to his bed this early? I hated it

en him. A man in suit. I darted a look around. There was one sitting not far from us. Outside the café, another one stood..

terrible trauma

his finger on my lips, hushing me. "I won

ncontrollably till it reached my dear stomach, where butter

sted face. For a second, happiness slipped inside my heart. The last time I have seen him, he was in a terrible s

ople who could've shown up to save m

nd well," a gleam of amusement spread in his forest eyes. "I tho

multiple tabs in my head, so many notifications and popped-up ads emerging and y

I decided to deal with the most urg

o I was. He knew nothing about you. He is a simple

gined that one day I would meet this man again. Our

to be there. Coincidence! Complete coincidence. Hapha

rinned. "I thought we had it all

all of a sudden. "Look! I moved on. I am sure you d

hard. What made you change your mind,

! I don't want to be as

that

someone who might die any second. What happened taught

Mind, think of a way to get from hi

n't be much. He wouldn't be able to know who I really was, right?

in my ears and throat. How to shoo

at I feared he would hear my heart thumping like a trampoline. A monkey should be there. A

n't like it. Why not go to the bathroom and slip from there? Interesting! Original! As much as

im, showing him that bathroom came

as if it was important to him. After wha

nversation from the beginning, I realized he called me Yvonne, never once Alisha and I was oblivious

onvincing from the girl who hid her identity, dared to fake h

, devouring me with those eyeballs... I had no choice but to retu

uld never end. I raised my eyes to his fingers, wondering if he truly moved on. After him, no

you wan

not hu

finger with a marriage ring. He was married. I realized with a painful twitch that he moved on. Why was he here

l over again. I kissed them, those lips, suck

ed an eyebrow, confused. "Those men i

broken-hearted that I sent them to give y

boyfriends, ex-boyfrie

to find out things about you. So many boyfriend

e married. I am sure you got one booby wo

cing. Though I admit, your last boyfriend le

e do that? Was he responsible for all my other boyfriends as well? Di

ing my mouth. "Close your mou

h two pies. I had to accept it; this guy knew where

Unfortunately for me, he got out of his car as well. I thought

cheek wasn't enough, he w

scratched my delicate face," I shou