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– She said, – A’Lta sticks out his chin. And this dirty…

– Stop. Right now. – I feel a sharp surge of anger, one has to imagine what hard-hitting epithets A’Lta was going to reward Margot with.

Well, the next time I meet her, I will also apologize to her for accusing her of unjustified hostility towards the moons. Maybe not all of us deserve it, but most certainly.

– You still have the audacity to defend her like this, out in the open? – My fiancee expresses such disgust, as if she caught Margo and me in a bunk. So to speak, right in the process of irrefutable evidence. – You, I see, forgot to whom you owe your high flight?!

– Exclusively to his iron ass, diligence and ability to cut off everything unnecessary in time. But not your father.

He will be very happy to hear it! she threatens. – And after I grind you and your corrupt girl into powder, we’ll see who crawls to whom on their knees to ask for forgiveness.

There is a line after which even for me – pragmatics and “things always come first” – the red signal “STOP” cuts in. Life has taught that all important decisions should be made only with a cool head and without emotions. When my cold head prevented me from breaking off relations with A’Lta on the day of her visit to my office, I thought that I had done the right thing, and that our official break could be postponed. And for the sake of Margarita’s safety, and for the success of my election campaign.