Ella inquired with a tone of disgust, "Are you saying that Latif was unfaithful to you because you were not intimate with him?"
The following day, I recounted the events that unfolded after school yesterday to Ella. She had not been present during the incident or its aftermath, as she had left immediately after her last class to attend to a task for her mother.
At that moment, we were in the parking lot, awaiting the first bell. "Yes," I replied, shaking my head in disbelief.
Ella's expression turned to one of anger. "That scoundrel!" She proceeded to express her disdain for Latif using some Spanish terms that I did not comprehend.
"You are absolutely right," I concurred, followed by a heavy sigh. "I cannot believe I was involved with him. What was I thinking? I was so oblivious," I ad
