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In the evening, at the appointed time, Arthur’s car drove up to the entrance. Igor’s car was parked nearby. Rashid got out of the car and waited for Arthur’s actions. Arthur opened the door and Lilya got out of the car, at the sight of Rashid she perked up and wanted to run to him, but Arthur took her by the hand with his iron grip. Rashid saw all this, opened the door, and helped Vina out. Her hands were tied, she was lightly dressed, and she was trembling all over. – I will let her go after Lilya gets into our car. A neighbor from the window who loved to watch what was happening saw it all.

– Well, well. Then they steal guys, then they change girls. Like playing with toys. And hanging her cheeks on her hands, she continued to watch.

Arthur pushed Lilya, and she ran to Rashid. When she got into the car and the door slammed shut, Rashid let go of the Guilt, and she quickly walked to Arthur. Despite her fears, Arthur hugged her and hugged her to him. The wine was trembling all over like an autumn leaf. She was all icy with cold and fear, and was afraid of Arthur’s anger, but these fears were dispelled after his strong embrace. – I am not leaving you. Everyone got into his or her own car. After waiting for Arthur to leave, Rashid and Lilya said goodbye to Igor and went to their apartment. The neighbor, who was watching this picture, moved away from the windowsill. – Well, that is it for today. Now until tomorrow.