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Darling,
Seeing you with Cassie leaves me feeling weak and confused. You’re so sweet to her, gentle with her. It makes me wonder how it would feel to be the object of your affection, the woman in your heart. And, I think I could be the woman in your heart. When we broke up, I felt broken and destitute. I would really love another chance. I thought I loved Fernan, but being around you makes me realize I don’t.  I would really love to have another go at things. And I think you won’t be disappointed.
If you don’t feel the same way and I just crossed a line, please disregard this message and never speak of it again. I would rather settle as your friend than lose you entirely.
 
Love, Vicki.
 
My hands were shaking.
Orlando’s eyes widened. “That doesn’t look good.” He took it and read it. “Wow.”
“What do I do?” I whispered.
“Don’t give it to him, obviously.”
“Really?”
“It’s just going to mess with his head. And she even said she didn’t want to speak of it again. She would never know that you didn’t give it to him.”
I felt sick to my stomach. “I can’t believe she would do that.”
“I doubt it’s personal, Cassie.”
“Why is she helping me if she wants Tony?”
“That’s a very good question,” he said. “And I don’t know the answer.”
I took the letter and dropped it on my desk.
“Don’t give it to him,” Orlando said. “He’s better off not knowing.”
“But that’s wrong…”
“He’ll never know.”
“I guess.” I still felt apprehensive about it.
“Victoria is out to get your man,” Orlando said. “You can end it now by destroying that letter. She’ll give up because she’ll realize he isn’t interested. And all of this can go away.”
“I love him.”
“Then fight for him.”
“I—I can’t do it.”
Orlando snatched the letter then threw it in the shredder.
“Orlando!”
“I’m helping you, Cassie.”
I opened the lid and saw the shredded remains. It was totally destroyed.
“Now just forget about it,” he said.
“I’ll just tell him the truth.”
He shook his head. “I wouldn’t advise that. How would you know what the letter said unless you opened it?”
“Damn…”
“The damage has been done, Cassie.”

16
“I contacted my lawyer and got all the patents and licenses taken care of,” Tony said as he sat in his office, going over the paperwork. “And I found an offshore manufacturer to produce the clothes at minimal cost.”
My heart skipped a beat. “Where third world civilians work for fifty cents a day?”
Tony shrugged. “That’s what my business friends suggested. They produce high amounts of product in little time.”
“No.”
He stared at me, waiting for me to elaborate.
“We manufacture only in the United States. It will create new jobs and will protect innocent people from being forced into servitude.”
Tony nodded. “It will cost you more. I don’t care how much you want to spend. I can afford it. But if you really intend to pay me back, it’ll take you much longer.”
“That’s fine.”
He smiled. “You’re amazing.”
“I’m a humane person.”
“And we need more business owners like that.” He opened a file. “I’ll let them know that we’ll on stay on American soil. I’m sure we’ll find something. In the meantime, Victoria is taking your clothes and modeling them. They’ve already gotten a lot of attention. And when she said they weren’t available, people only became more interested, naturally.”
The mention of Victoria made me sick. I knew I should tell him the truth. What I did was wrong and inexcusable. “Tony…”
“Yes, babe?”
“About Victoria…”
“What?” He looked at me with the beautiful green eyes I adored. I didn’t want to lose him. He was everything to me. Nothing good would come from this secret. I chickened out. “She’s been really helpful.”
He smiled. “I’m glad. She’s a very nice person.”
I couldn’t disagree more.
He opened his checkbook. “The supplies, licenses, everything has been paid for. I’ve opened an account in your name and transferred the rest of the funds to it.”
“An account?”
“Yeah,” he said. “That way you can control everything and not ask me for money every time you need it.”
I was speechless.
He handed me the envelope. “All the information is in there.”
I opened it and saw the amount. “Tony…this is too much.”
“Believe me, it’s not. You may need more.”
“But everything has already been paid for, the advertising, the marketing, the supplies…what’s this for?”
“You’ll need to pay your salary along with the rest of your workers, plus gas and electricity at your studio downtown.”
“I don’t think I need twenty million for that.”
“That’s my investment,” he said. “If you don’t use it, then just leave it there.”
My hands shook. “I—are you sure?”
He smiled at me. “I’m more than sure. Now chase your dream.”
“I couldn’t have done this without you.”
“I’m glad I could help, baby.”
“You’re so good to me. I—I don’t deserve it.”
“That’s completely untrue,” he said. He came around the desk then sat beside me, pulling me into his lap. “I am the one who doesn’t deserve you.”
My heart ached at his words. I always assumed I would end up alone or with an average guy. I never expected to win the lottery like this, getting the most amazing guy in the world. “I want to take you out to dinner tomorrow.”
His eyes widened for a second before he adopted a stoic expression. “And wht is that?”
“To celebrate your birthday.”
He sighed. “How’d you know?”
“Scott.”
“That bastard.”
“Why don’t you want to celebrate your birthday?”
“I just don’t.”
I ran my fingers through his hair. “I would like to do something for you.”
“You know what I want?”
“Hmm?”
“To not acknowledge it at all.”
I thought that was odd. “Why?”
“Drop it, please.”
I stilled at the annoyance in his voice. “Can I still cook you dinner?”
“I guess.”
I kissed his forehead. I hated seeing the pain in his eyes. There was something more to this story. I wished he would confide it in me.
Tony was in a bad mood for the rest of the night. We watched TV in the living room then went to bed. We normally made love or fucked like animals, but Tony just lied there. I sensed the hostility radiating through him so I stayed on my side of the bed and didn’t touch him. I had never felt more distant with him.
The next morning, I went to work at my new studio. Orlando and Theresa were already there, their excitement bubbling. The studio was cluttered with fabrics and supplies. We hadn’t had the time to organize anything. Theresa and Orlando did most of that while I got to work, creating new designs that Victoria could feature for me. I kept thinking about what I should get Tony for his birthday but I couldn’t conjure an idea. What did you buy someone who already had everything? I decided to make him something instead.
I took a thick fabric from the bottom of a box and made a scarf. It contained the colors of the Rangers, the logo right across the middle. Tony didn’t seem like someone who wore scarfs, even in the chilling winter of New York, but I knew he would appreciate it. He might wear it to the games if I was there.
When my workday was over, I bought groceries and cooked dinner. His gift was placed in an unadorned box on the table. I made lasagna because I knew it was his favorite. It drifted across the apartment and filled my nose with the smell of oregano and garlic.
He came over fifteen minutes late, which was unusual for him. He was always punctual.
“Hey,” I said as I kissed him.
“Hey.” His kiss was weak.
I didn’t acknowledge his birthday like he asked, but I could still sense the depression in his body. I felt like he didn’t even want to be there. He turned on the TV and watched a college game. Normally he offered to help in the kitchen. Today, he was in another world.
“What did you do today?” I asked.
“Nothing interesting,” he said plainly. “You?”
“I worked.”
“How are you liking it?”
“I love it. It’s weird to be your own boss.”
He nodded. “It’s the best.”
I set the table. “Come eat.”
He turned off the TV and sat across from me. “It smells good.”
“I hope it tastes good too.”

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

Sayang,Melihat Anda dengan Cassie meninggalkan saya merasa lemah dan bingung. Kau begitu manis, lembut dengannya. Itu membuat saya bertanya-tanya bagaimana rasanya menjadi objek kasih sayang Anda, wanita dalam hatimu. Dan, saya pikir saya bisa wanita dalam hatimu. Ketika kita pecah, saya merasa patah dan melarat. Aku akan benar cinta kesempatan lain. Saya pikir saya menyukai Fernan, tapi berada di sekitar Anda membuat saya menyadari saya tidak. Aku benar-benar ingin memiliki lagi hal-hal. Dan saya pikir Anda tidak akan kecewa.Jika Anda tidak merasakan hal yang sama dan saya hanya melintasi garis, harap mengabaikan pesan ini dan tidak pernah berbicara tentang hal itu lagi. Saya suka akan menyelesaikan sebagai teman Anda dari kehilangan Anda sepenuhnya. Cinta, Vicki. Tanganku gemetar.Orlando's mata melebar. "Itu tidak terlihat baik." Ia mengambilnya dan membacanya. "Wow.""Apa yang harus saya lakukan?" Aku berbisik."Jangan berikan kepadanya jelas.""Benarkah?""Itu hanya akan mengacaukan kepalanya. Dan dia bahkan mengatakan ia tidak ingin berbicara tentang hal itu lagi. Dia tidak akan pernah tahu bahwa Anda tidak memberikannya kepadanya."Saya merasa sakit perut saya. "Aku tidak percaya dia akan melakukannya.""Aku ragu itu pribadi, Cassie.""Mengapa dia membantu saya jika dia ingin Tony?""Itu adalah pertanyaan yang sangat bagus," katanya. "Dan aku tidak tahu jawabannya."Aku mengambil surat dan menjatuhkannya di mejaku."Jangan berikan kepadanya," kata Orlando. "Ia lebih baik tidak tahu.""Tapi itu salah...""Dia akan pernah tahu.""Kurasa." Aku masih merasa khawatir tentang hal itu."Victoria adalah keluar untuk mendapatkan Anda laki-laki," kata Orlando. "Anda dapat mengakhiri sekarang dengan menghancurkan Surat itu. Ia akan menyerah karena dia akan menyadari dia tidak tertarik. Dan semua ini dapat pergi.""Aku mencintainya.""Kemudian berjuang bagi-Nya.""Aku-aku tidak bisa melakukannya."Orlando menyambar huruf kemudian melemparkannya shredder."Orlando!""Saya membantu Anda, Cassie."Aku membuka tutup dan melihat sisa-sisa robek. Itu benar-benar hancur."Sekarang lupakan saja," katanya."Aku akan mengatakan dia kebenaran."Ia menggelengkan kepala. "Saya tidak akan menyarankan bahwa. Bagaimana Anda tahu apa yang dikatakan Surat kecuali Anda membukanya?""Sialan...""Kerusakan yang telah dilakukan, Cassie."16"Saya menghubungi pengacara saya dan mendapat semua paten dan lisensi yang diambil dari perawatan," Tony mengatakan saat ia duduk di kantornya, pergi ke dokumen. "Dan saya menemukan produsen lepas pantai untuk memproduksi pakaian biaya minimal."Jantung saya berdetak kencang. "Mana dunia ketiga sipil bekerja untuk lima puluh sen sehari?"Tony mengangkat bahu. "Itu adalah apa yang teman-teman bisnis saya menyarankan. Mereka menghasilkan jumlah tinggi produk di waktu kecil.""Tidak."Ia menatap saya, menunggu saya untuk menguraikan."Kami memproduksi hanya di Amerika Serikat. Ini akan menciptakan lapangan kerja baru dan akan melindungi orang yang tidak bersalah dari dipaksa ke perbudakan."Tony nodded. “It will cost you more. I don’t care how much you want to spend. I can afford it. But if you really intend to pay me back, it’ll take you much longer.”“That’s fine.”He smiled. “You’re amazing.”“I’m a humane person.”“And we need more business owners like that.” He opened a file. “I’ll let them know that we’ll on stay on American soil. I’m sure we’ll find something. In the meantime, Victoria is taking your clothes and modeling them. They’ve already gotten a lot of attention. And when she said they weren’t available, people only became more interested, naturally.”The mention of Victoria made me sick. I knew I should tell him the truth. What I did was wrong and inexcusable. “Tony…”“Yes, babe?”“About Victoria…”“What?” He looked at me with the beautiful green eyes I adored. I didn’t want to lose him. He was everything to me. Nothing good would come from this secret. I chickened out. “She’s been really helpful.”He smiled. “I’m glad. She’s a very nice person.”I couldn’t disagree more.He opened his checkbook. “The supplies, licenses, everything has been paid for. I’ve opened an account in your name and transferred the rest of the funds to it.”“An account?”“Yeah,” he said. “That way you can control everything and not ask me for money every time you need it.”I was speechless.He handed me the envelope. “All the information is in there.”I opened it and saw the amount. “Tony…this is too much.”“Believe me, it’s not. You may need more.”“But everything has already been paid for, the advertising, the marketing, the supplies…what’s this for?”“You’ll need to pay your salary along with the rest of your workers, plus gas and electricity at your studio downtown.”“I don’t think I need twenty million for that.”“That’s my investment,” he said. “If you don’t use it, then just leave it there.”My hands shook. “I—are you sure?”He smiled at me. “I’m more than sure. Now chase your dream.”“I couldn’t have done this without you.”“I’m glad I could help, baby.”“You’re so good to me. I—I don’t deserve it.”“That’s completely untrue,” he said. He came around the desk then sat beside me, pulling me into his lap. “I am the one who doesn’t deserve you.”My heart ached at his words. I always assumed I would end up alone or with an average guy. I never expected to win the lottery like this, getting the most amazing guy in the world. “I want to take you out to dinner tomorrow.”His eyes widened for a second before he adopted a stoic expression. “And wht is that?”“To celebrate your birthday.”He sighed. “How’d you know?”“Scott.”“That bastard.”“Why don’t you want to celebrate your birthday?”“I just don’t.”I ran my fingers through his hair. “I would like to do something for you.”“You know what I want?”“Hmm?”“To not acknowledge it at all.”I thought that was odd. “Why?”“Drop it, please.”I stilled at the annoyance in his voice. “Can I still cook you dinner?”“I guess.”I kissed his forehead. I hated seeing the pain in his eyes. There was something more to this story. I wished he would confide it in me.Tony was in a bad mood for the rest of the night. We watched TV in the living room then went to bed. We normally made love or fucked like animals, but Tony just lied there. I sensed the hostility radiating through him so I stayed on my side of the bed and didn’t touch him. I had never felt more distant with him.The next morning, I went to work at my new studio. Orlando and Theresa were already there, their excitement bubbling. The studio was cluttered with fabrics and supplies. We hadn’t had the time to organize anything. Theresa and Orlando did most of that while I got to work, creating new designs that Victoria could feature for me. I kept thinking about what I should get Tony for his birthday but I couldn’t conjure an idea. What did you buy someone who already had everything? I decided to make him something instead.I took a thick fabric from the bottom of a box and made a scarf. It contained the colors of the Rangers, the logo right across the middle. Tony didn’t seem like someone who wore scarfs, even in the chilling winter of New York, but I knew he would appreciate it. He might wear it to the games if I was there.When my workday was over, I bought groceries and cooked dinner. His gift was placed in an unadorned box on the table. I made lasagna because I knew it was his favorite. It drifted across the apartment and filled my nose with the smell of oregano and garlic.He came over fifteen minutes late, which was unusual for him. He was always punctual.“Hey,” I said as I kissed him.“Hey.” His kiss was weak.I didn’t acknowledge his birthday like he asked, but I could still sense the depression in his body. I felt like he didn’t even want to be there. He turned on the TV and watched a college game. Normally he offered to help in the kitchen. Today, he was in another world.“What did you do today?” I asked.“Nothing interesting,” he said plainly. “You?”“I worked.”“How are you liking it?”“I love it. It’s weird to be your own boss.”He nodded. “It’s the best.”I set the table. “Come eat.”He turned off the TV and sat across from me. “It smells good.”“I hope it tastes good too.”

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Sayang,
Melihat Anda dengan Cassie membuat saya merasa lemah dan bingung. Kau begitu manis padanya, lembut dengan dia. Itu membuat saya bertanya-tanya bagaimana rasanya menjadi obyek kasih sayang Anda, wanita di dalam hati Anda. Dan, saya pikir saya bisa menjadi wanita dalam hati Anda. Ketika kami putus, aku merasa patah dan melarat. Aku akan benar-benar mencintai kesempatan lain. Saya pikir saya mencintai Fernan, tapi berada di sekitar Anda membuat saya menyadari saya tidak. Saya benar-benar senang untuk memiliki lain pergi pada hal-hal. Dan saya pikir Anda tidak akan kecewa.
Jika Anda tidak merasakan hal yang sama dan saya hanya melintasi garis, abaikan pesan ini dan tidak pernah membicarakannya lagi. Saya lebih suka menetap sebagai teman Anda daripada kehilangan Anda sepenuhnya. Cinta, Vicki. Tanganku gemetar. Mata Orlando melebar. "Itu tidak terlihat baik." Dia mengambil dan membacanya. "Wow." "Apa yang harus saya lakukan?" Bisikku. "Jangan berikan kepadanya, jelas." "Benarkah?" "Ini hanya akan main-main dengan kepalanya. Dan dia bahkan mengatakan dia tidak ingin membicarakan hal itu lagi. Dia tidak akan pernah tahu bahwa Anda tidak memberikannya. "Aku merasa mual. "Aku tidak percaya dia akan melakukan itu." "Saya ragu itu pribadi, Cassie." "Kenapa dia membantu saya jika dia ingin Tony?" "Itu pertanyaan yang sangat bagus," katanya. "Dan saya tidak tahu jawabannya." Aku mengambil surat itu dan menjatuhkannya di meja saya. "Jangan berikan kepadanya," kata Orlando. "Dia lebih baik tidak tahu." "Tapi itu salah ..." "Dia tidak akan pernah tahu." "Saya kira." Aku masih merasa khawatir tentang hal itu. "Victoria keluar untuk mendapatkan pria Anda," kata Orlando. "Anda dapat mengakhiri sekarang dengan menghancurkan surat itu. Dia akan menyerah karena dia akan menyadari ia tidak tertarik. Dan semua ini bisa pergi. "" Aku mencintainya. "" Lalu berjuang untuknya. "" Aku-aku tidak bisa melakukannya. "Orlando menyambar surat itu kemudian melemparkannya di mesin penghancur." Orlando! "" Aku 'm membantu Anda, Cassie. "Aku membuka tutupnya dan melihat sisa-sisa robek. Itu benar-benar hancur. "Sekarang lupakan saja," katanya. "Saya hanya akan mengatakan yang sebenarnya." Dia menggeleng. "Saya tidak menyarankan itu. Bagaimana Anda tahu apa surat itu kecuali jika Anda membukanya? "" Sialan ... "" Kerusakan telah dilakukan, Cassie. "16" Saya menghubungi pengacara saya dan mendapat semua paten dan lisensi diurus, "kata Tony sambil duduk di kantornya, akan lebih dokumen. "Dan aku menemukan produsen lepas pantai untuk menghasilkan pakaian dengan biaya minimal." Hatiku berdetak kencang. "Di mana warga sipil dunia ketiga bekerja untuk lima puluh sen sehari?" Tony mengangkat bahu. "Itulah gunanya teman bisnis saya disarankan. Mereka menghasilkan jumlah tinggi produk dalam waktu kecil. "" Tidak. "Dia menatap saya, menunggu saya untuk menjelaskan." Kami memproduksi hanya di Amerika Serikat. Ini akan menciptakan lapangan kerja baru dan akan melindungi orang yang tidak bersalah dari yang dipaksa menjadi perbudakan. "Tony mengangguk. "Ini akan dikenakan biaya lebih. Saya tidak peduli berapa banyak Anda ingin menghabiskan. Saya mampu membelinya. Tetapi jika Anda benar-benar berniat untuk membayar saya kembali, itu akan membawa Anda lebih lama. "" Itu baik-baik saja. "Dia tersenyum. "Kau luar biasa." "Saya orang yang manusiawi." "Dan kita perlu pemilik bisnis yang lebih seperti itu." Dia membuka file. "Aku akan membiarkan mereka tahu bahwa kita akan di tinggal di tanah Amerika. Saya yakin kita akan menemukan sesuatu. Sementara itu, Victoria adalah mengambil pakaian Anda dan pemodelan mereka. Mereka sudah mendapat banyak perhatian. Dan ketika dia mengatakan mereka tidak tersedia, orang hanya menjadi lebih tertarik, secara alami. "Penyebutan Victoria membuat saya sakit. Aku tahu aku harus mengatakan yang sebenarnya. Apa yang saya lakukan itu salah dan dapat dimaafkan. "Tony ..." "Ya, sayang?" "Tentang Victoria ..." "Apa?" Dia menatapku dengan mata hijau yang indah aku memuja. Aku tidak ingin kehilangan dia. Dia adalah segalanya bagi saya. Tidak ada yang baik akan datang dari rahasia ini. Saya ketakutan. "Dia benar-benar membantu." Dia tersenyum. "Saya senang. Dia orang yang sangat baik. "Saya tidak bisa setuju lebih. Dia membuka buku ceknya. "Persediaan, lisensi, semuanya telah dibayar. Aku telah membuka rekening atas nama Anda dan ditransfer sisa dana untuk itu. "" Sebuah akun? "" Ya, "katanya. "Dengan cara itu Anda bisa mengendalikan segala sesuatu dan tidak meminta saya untuk uang setiap kali Anda membutuhkannya." Aku terdiam. Dia menyerahkan amplop. "Semua informasi yang ada di sana." Aku membukanya dan melihat jumlahnya. "Tony ... ini terlalu banyak." "Percayalah, itu tidak. Anda mungkin membutuhkan lebih. "" Tapi semuanya sudah dibayar, iklan, pemasaran, persediaan ... apa ini? "" Anda harus membayar gaji Anda bersama dengan sisa pekerja Anda, ditambah gas dan listrik di studio Anda pusat kota. "" Saya tidak berpikir saya perlu dua puluh juta untuk itu. "" Itu investasi saya, "katanya. "Jika Anda tidak menggunakannya, maka hanya meninggalkannya di sana." Tanganku bergetar. "Aku-kau yakin?" Dia tersenyum padaku. "Saya lebih dari yakin. Sekarang mengejar impian Anda. "" Aku tidak bisa melakukan ini tanpa Anda. "" Aku senang bisa membantu, bayi. "" Kau begitu baik padaku. Aku-aku tidak pantas mendapatkannya. "" Itu sama sekali tidak benar, "katanya. Dia datang sekitar meja kemudian duduk di sampingku, menarikku ke pangkuannya. "Saya orang yang tidak layak Anda." Hatiku sakit mendengar kata-katanya. Saya selalu beranggapan saya akan berakhir sendiri atau dengan seorang pria rata-rata. Aku tidak pernah berharap untuk memenangkan lotre seperti ini, mendapatkan orang yang paling menakjubkan di dunia. "Saya ingin membawa Anda keluar untuk makan malam besok." Matanya melebar untuk kedua sebelum ia mengadopsi ekspresi tabah. "Dan wht itu?" "Untuk merayakan ulang tahun Anda." Dia menghela napas. "Bagaimana kau tahu?" "Scott." "Bajingan itu." "Kenapa kau tidak ingin merayakan ulang tahun Anda?" "Aku hanya tidak." Aku berlari jari saya melalui rambutnya. "Saya ingin melakukan sesuatu untuk Anda." "Kau tahu apa yang saya inginkan?" "Hmm?" "Untuk tidak mengakui sama sekali." Saya pikir itu aneh. "Kenapa?" "Jatuhkan, silakan." Aku terhenti di jengkel dalam suaranya. "Apakah saya masih memasak makan malam?" "Saya kira." Aku mencium keningnya. Aku benci melihat rasa sakit di matanya. Ada sesuatu yang lebih untuk cerita ini. Saya berharap dia akan menceritakan hal itu pada saya. Tony adalah dalam mood yang buruk untuk sisa malam. Kami menonton TV di ruang tamu kemudian pergi ke tempat tidur. Kami biasanya bercinta atau kacau seperti binatang, tapi Tony hanya berbohong sana. Aku merasakan permusuhan memancar melalui dia jadi aku tinggal di sisi tempat tidur dan tidak menyentuhnya. Saya tidak pernah merasa lebih jauh dengan dia. Keesokan paginya, aku pergi untuk bekerja di studio baru saya. Orlando dan Theresa sudah ada, kegembiraan mereka menggelegak. Studio ini penuh dengan kain dan persediaan. Kita tidak punya waktu untuk mengatur apa-apa. Theresa dan Orlando melakukan sebagian besar bahwa sementara aku bekerja, menciptakan desain baru yang Victoria bisa fitur untuk saya. Aku terus berpikir tentang apa yang harus saya dapatkan Tony untuk ulang tahun tapi aku tidak bisa membayangkan sebuah ide. Apa yang Anda beli seseorang yang sudah memiliki segalanya? Saya memutuskan untuk membuat dia sesuatu. Aku mengambil kain tebal dari bagian bawah kotak dan membuat syal. Isinya warna dari Rangers, logo tepat di seberang tengah. Tony tidak tampak seperti seseorang yang mengenakan syal, bahkan di musim dingin yang mengerikan dari New York, tapi aku tahu dia akan menghargai itu. Dia mungkin memakainya ke permainan jika aku berada di sana. Ketika hari kerja saya selesai, saya membeli bahan makanan dan memasak makan malam. Karunia-Nya ditempatkan dalam sebuah kotak tanpa hiasan di atas meja. Saya membuat lasagna karena saya tahu itu favoritnya. Hal melayang di apartemen dan diisi hidung dengan bau oregano dan bawang putih. Dia datang lebih dari lima belas menit terlambat, yang tidak biasa baginya. Dia selalu tepat waktu. "Hei," kataku sambil mencium dia. "Hei." Ciumannya lemah. Aku tidak mengakui ulang tahunnya seperti dia bertanya, tapi aku masih bisa merasakan depresi pada tubuhnya. Aku merasa seperti dia bahkan tidak ingin berada di sana. Dia menyalakan TV dan menonton pertandingan kuliah. Biasanya ia menawarkan untuk membantu di dapur. Hari ini, ia berada di dunia lain. "Apa yang kau lakukan hari ini?" Tanya saya. "Tidak ada yang menarik," katanya terus terang. "Kamu?" "Aku bekerja." "Bagaimana kau menyukainya?" "Aku menyukainya. Ini aneh untuk menjadi bos sendiri. "Dia mengangguk. "Ini yang terbaik." Saya mengatur meja. "Ayo makan." Dia mematikan TV dan duduk di depanku. "Baunya baik." "Saya berharap rasanya yang enak juga."