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Pursing her lips in anger, she tossed her head. She looked me in the eyes with an irrepressible challenge. Pitch black eyelashes framed lakes with blue flames… Damn it! I must have really gone overboard, since such heresy climbs into the head.

Her nostrils trembled, and in her posture one could read defiance. I expected her to calm down a bit, but instead she walked around the car and, opening the door on the driver’s side, sat behind the wheel. Here’s the rubbish!

I gritted my teeth, feeling the veins in my arms bulge. I didn’t want to deal with the stupid girl, I didn’t want to listen to her tantrums – even more so. She can leave them for her fake husband. However, it is highly doubtful that he will appear on the horizon of his own free will.

The mood was already disgusting – problems, layering one on top of the other, the battle that took place not without difficulties… The ribs hurt, the broken cheekbone also made itself felt.

– You didn’t mix anything up? – Resting my hand on the roof of the car, I leaned slightly.