Melina felt the sun burning her foot and had to get up from her chair to move it. She was impatient and restless. She was impatient and restless. The day was beautiful, but she had not seen Joice since the events of two nights ago, nor since that fateful morning.
Everything seemed so strange.
She had gotten herself into a big mess. But what could she expect?
Now it seemed that Joice was avoiding her. The game had changed quickly.
It was funny. But Melina was confused, feeling like a silly high school girl, waiting for something she didn't even know what it was exactly. An excitement and a warm feeling.
Heavens, why did Joice have to donate her sperm years ago?
"Well, we're doing pretty well. But I'd like to have our old life back. I miss it," Melina whispered, talking to her own bell
