The late afternoon passed quickly, and when Laura went up to her room, it was already time to get ready for the party.
She was quick, and in half an hour, she came down the stairs in jeans, a shawl, and with her hair down. The shawl was hand-embroidered. Since the attack, she hadn't worn earrings, but today she wouldn't be alone. So, she put on the hoop earrings she loved so much and used the red lipstick she had bought with Marco. She had never used this shade before because her mother said single women shouldn't wear it.
When Marco saw her, he felt like the luckiest man in the world, but he also felt equally jealous.
"You look beautiful, baby, you're going to make me die of jealousy and desire."
The party was lively, filled with young people dancing, chatting, and drinking.
They sat
