I sat alone in the cozy corner of the coffee shop, my mind consumed by thoughts of Aldo and the whirlwind of emotions he had stirred within me. A smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I reminisced about the way he made me feel special, cherished, and desired. But beneath the surface, doubts began to gnaw at me, leaving me questioning the decisions I had made.
"He is a fine man" I told myself "Is he?"
As I took the last sip of my coffee, a sense of unease washed over me. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure entering the coffee shop. It was Zhara.
Was I kidding?!
Maybe I was just seeing things.
This b***h ? The woman Aldo had vehemently denied being married to. Confusion and fear mingled within me as I wondered why Zhara was here, intruding upon my thoughts and……
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