Chapitre 83: Unnamed

My eyes nearly boggled out of the sockets when I saw who it was that came in.

It was no other person but the female who witnessed me kiss Sly that fateful night.

Today, her hair was dyed a deep red. And the highlights on it caused it to sparkle.

Her black gown was modest, more than the she wore on that night.

So, the bitch knows how to be moderately dressed?

I never knew she can be this neat and less bitchy. But now, she looks modest. You won't ever associate her with that shameless female that was trying to get my husband's attention.

She's like the mirror of the person she was that night.

And I was left to wonder what her real personality is.

Could it be that she was pretending that night? Or is that her real self?

Maybe she's pretending now.

But, wait a minute, what is she doing here?

Is she here to study?

Oh, my.

We are in the same department?

This is so hilarious.