NovelEnglishCarlos were sneaking around.
“No, she isn’t. Make yourself comfortable.” With that, Carlos walked into one of the bedrooms.
‘Of course, she isn’t home. If she were, I bet he wouldn’t have letin, ‘ she reflected.
How strange things turned out to be. Never had it occurred to Debbie that one day she would walk into Carlos’ hand feel like an awkward guest.
They were once the closest and dearest lovers who used to Live together. Carlos’ amnesia had turned her into a stranger to him even though she knew him so well.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCarlos walked out of the bedroom while Debbie was looking at photos of
Stephanie. He had changed into a casual white outfit that made him Look years younger.
Now he looked to be in his early twenties rather than thirty-one years old.
Carlos noticed that she was staring intensely at him and asked, “Is something wrong?”
“Yes,” Debbie said with a nod.
“You look dashing.”
Carlos was left speechless.
He put the Leash on Millie and made his way to the door. Debbie quickly did the swith Harley and followed him out.
They cdownstairs together and walked their dogs along the footpath outside of the apartment buildings.
Before long, they cacross Blair.
She had been looking for Debbie.
“Good evening, Carlos,” she greeted.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCarlos responded with a nod.
“I’ve been looking all over for you. I don’t have your phone number,” Blair said to Debbie.
“What’s wrong?”
“Have you told Carlos?” Blair ccloser to Debbie and whispered in her ear.
“Sorry. I forgot.” Debbie slapped her head, remorsefully.
“I’LL tell him now.”
“Okay, go ahead.” Blair gave Debbie a slightly harder push, and because
Debbie was caught off guard, she had lost her balance and began to fall towards Carlos with a shriek.
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