“Madam, wasn’t your trip to Europe meant to be a getaway? Why then…”

Why bring textbooks?

Homework, perhaps?

Cherise chuckled sheepishly, “The finals are approaching… I need to prepare for it…”

Moved, Frances quietly unpacked the books. “Madam, you are truly a hard worker…”

Head bowed, engrossed in her phone, Cherise silently nodded.

On the screen, a list was sent from Lucy.

“I want postcards from Europe!”

“Designer clothes from France!”

“British comestics!”

“And… Perfumes!”

retorted, “Sis, you never

“Right.”

Lucy, but

I want it! Consider

everything else I

“Alright, I’ll buy them

screenshot of the list

left with

“Fine, I’ll get them.”

words.

phone in her hands, Cherise could

sight of his wife

1/3

on the bed, glimpsed at the phone, and affectionately ruffled her

I have

for years;

faintly.

that, he picked up the phone and showed

sent him

favor at your

Cherise was speechless.

a voice message. “Lennon Belcourt, can you

never courted a girl,

Cherise shot back. “Neither has

“He knows…”

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