It was a crooked smile Esma saw on her red curled lips which indicated that her existence was never expected. In awkwardness, Esma lingered in her place not because of Yara's intimidating glare but because of her abrupt presence .
After a few seconds of being silent as a statue, she finally found the reason for her arrival that she could convey to the girl whose arrogant eyes didn't shift from her. "Hi, don't get me wrong. I came here because I intend to bid goodbye to all the people whom I've ever worked with."
"You don't have to do that as they don't need you anymore."
"Still, I…."
"Can you just leave as the customers will probably come in a minute? And your existence, I am afraid, will create a mess in my boutique."
Despite closing her eyes, Esma knew that that insult of the gi
