Communication was completed in a very smooth atmosphere, and Max Andrews retired with success and went to the bathroom on the pretext of makeup.
She had not spoken Arabic for some time, and it was not easy to forget it once it was engraved in her bones.
In the sound of running water, she recalled some lively memories, and her eyes were red.
The door of the compartment behind her opened, and she quickly bowed her head. When she looked up again, she had returned to her normal appearance, but she could not ignore the face in the mirror-Lily Hudson.
It was too late for Max Andrews to avoid it.
"Yan, Max Andrews!" Lily Hudson looked at her face without concealment and held out a hand. "Can I make friends with you?"? You and my friend are so alike that I can't help but want to be close to y
