Present Time, France
"Bloody hell, Mary. Are you f*****g someone?" Amaya grumbled under her breath.
"What? Of course not. What made you—"
"Then where the hell have you gone yesterday? I called you many times, and you did not answer your phone."
"I was at a meeting. Yes, I'm in a meeting. With my ex-boss, he wanted me back. I have signed a contract." Mary replied as her friend ordered something from the waiter. They were there at their favorite coffee shop after their morning gym class.
"Really? With Tyler? I thought you hated your playboy-w***e of a boss?" Amaya raised her eyebrows at her and ordered her coffee.
"I need a job, girl, and this pandemic is... well, I need money, and he offered me my old job."
"Christ! You did, didn't you?"
"Who me?" she scoffed. "Of course not! Wait,
