*** William P.O.V ***
I laughed softly when I heard her words. “Babe, I don't even know her,” I told her quietly. She looked up at me with tear-filled eyes and said in an unconvinced tone, “Why were you talking to her then?”
I laughed again and pinched her small little nose. “I was bored so I checked my f*******:. I have not checked that thing for months,” I answered her.
She looked at me with an innocent-looking face and asked me, “What is a f*******:?” Oh! She doesn't know what f*******: mean. I smiled and released her first.
She whined in protest but I just ignored her and went over to the sofa to carry my laptop. I walked back to her and sat next to her.
Pulling her closer to me, I began to explain, “f*******: is a social app. You meet several people from all over the world here.
