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Phoenix was back to that gloomy, sad and unhappy lady Isis hated so much to see. She wrapped her arms around her best friend’s shoulders while she leaned her head on Isis’s full breasts. “I don’t want to keep this baby, babe” Phoenix kept on saying repeatedly and every single time Isis would cut her short.” It’s not your fault that you can’t flush it, Phoenix” she paused and patted her back as Phoenix sniffed her nose.

“Look, things will definitely change for the better if you find its father. I mean, you remember what he looks like so there’s hope right there that you would run into him sooner or later” she admonished. Phoenix listened quietly rubbing her head on Isis’s breasts as droplets of tears fell from her eyes.

Isis pulled out a tissue from its pack close to the couch and wiped them off her face. “Do you really think that is possible?” Phoenix asked. “Of course, yeah…I know and I’m certain that you will find him. This is Europe, Phoenix and you’re not a newcomer in the club t