Carla sat in front of Martha.
Martha hoped she was him but she didn't show the disappointment on her face. "So, he is getting engaged."
Carla said and she drew on the table with her finger. "
The one that his parents like, short brown hair with the harsh features.
We saw her here with him a few weeks ago. " Carla searched Martha's eyes for a response.
Martha hoped she was him but she didn't show the disappointment on her face. "So, he is getting engaged."
Carla said and she drew on the table with her finger. "
The one that his parents like, short brown hair with the harsh features.
We saw her here with him a few weeks ago. " Carla searched Martha's eyes for a response.
Martha breathed in deeply, the knife in her chest dug harder.
She looked at Carla and forced a smile. "If he is happy, then I must be happy also.".
She looked at Carla and forced a smile. "If he is happy, then I must be happy also.".