Sola opened her eyes.
“Victor our relationship has lost its flavor. It has become
a routine, and we are so used to each other. Bobby is a friend and he means
nothing to me. Honestly, I thought of him a lot but it was nothing. I would
never hurt you and you know it.”
“So Bobby is just a friend?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t like him.”
“You are just jealous.” Sola smiled.
“A man is never jealous.”