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circumstances. That was the reason she’d never gotten married again; her whole attention, love, care was dedicated to her cute girl. Even my eyes became wet thinking about that child. Why in the world did small kids get these fatal diseases, and why not adults like me?
    “ It’s sudden. I didn’t have time to tell you. Yesterday, she fell unconscious. I had to rush her to the ER. The doctor said her kidney wasn’t functioning properly and we have to change the dialysis schedule. It’s going to be monthly now.” Tears started rolling down her cheek.
    I brushed my fingers on her palm. “Please don’t cry. Everything gonna be fine. Don’t worry. God is listening to us, and he will take away the pain from her.”
    “I hope he does that soon. I can’t watch her face in pain anymore, it breaks every string of my heart. I feel like cutting my own throat instead of seeing her in pain.” She spoke dryly; I knew she had cried the whole night.
    “Don’t worry about the wedding. I’ll do it, Melissa, and trust me. I’ll do it better than you. I wonder if your job will be in jeopardy when I’m done.”
    She tried to smile. “I’m sorry, I had no other choice. Only you could do this.” She cleared her running nose.
    “And from next time onwards, give me a call first before you set me up like that. “Sure. Thanks for this Trisha, you are a true friend.”
    “So, where is the prettiest lady in our town right now?”
    “Evelyn?”
    “No,, Sarah. We are going to see her. And we’ll stop by a toy shop to grab a few gifts for her. She is getting her Christmas gift today.” I smiled and stood. The coffee was half remaining, but I didn’t care for the tastier coffee that time. I had more important things to do.
    “But…what about the office?” Her brows cocked.
    “No, but get your butt up and let’s go meet her.”
    She stood up and smiled back at me. Sarah was the only reason for her to keep fighting. And I wanted to see that woman happy at any cost. If I’d had to take any worse job than this, I would have taken it, smiling.
    I have very few friends remaining in my life and I will do my best to make them happy.
    Before stepping out of the coffee shop I tried to look at the mystery neighbor's face. But he had turned back, picking up something from the place I was sitting at.
     
     

 
    Chapter 4
     
    “You should wear your best dress tomorrow. I’ll message you the address, and don’t go in your old Cadillac or that 60’s model. Grab a cab and then go,” Melissa instructed me again over the phone.
    I’ve heard her instruction for the millionth time. Melissa had been all over me last night with her instructions. I didn’t know whether it happened for a reason, but we couldn’t find time to go and shop for a nice dress. Actually, I didn’t want to buy a new dress. The only ones I liked were either too expensive or didn’t fit my curvy figure. And sometimes I hated it. It wasn’t like I hated my figure; it’s curved at the right places and made boys look at least twice at me when they glance over my features. And my dress collection was enough for any party or meetings.
    But Melissa could never believe that. She even texted me so much information that I felt like I was going to a prom and my mom was giving me a thousand instructions about how to behave with the boys out there. Fortunately, my mom never did that to me. Heck, she had been busy with getting through her addiction.
    “This looks nice.” I peeked through my wardrobe; there was nothing much to choose from, but one of the dresses I’d worn when I was working for Tristan—a white blouse and a pencil skirt that looked nice on me. Tristan and lot’s of his MMA pals admired me when I wore it at a function. It suited my figure.
    “Stupid.” I couldn’t help saying those words when I saw my shoe collection. I didn’t remember the last time I’d gone for shopping for new shoes in the last year. Goddamn, I’d nothing to wear that matched