Jealousy

I answer in Spanish.

“Hi sister-in-law, how are you?” Sophia asks excitedly.

“Hi Sophia. I'm glad you called,” I say, excitedly.

“I called to see if you wanted to join me and my friends for a chat. Take a walk, drink, talk and have fun now that the jealous brother isn’t around. Wanna go?” she laughs.

“Awww, that’s so sweet of you Sophia. I just finalised plans with my friends; would you like to tag along? That way you can know each other better,” I suggest.

“Perfect! It will be great. I’ll bring a friend along. The more women, the better for gossiping,” she says.

“Great, let's meet at a karaoke bar in a while, okay?” I let her know the address of the place.

“Of course, we’re gonna have lots of fun. See you there, kisses,” she replies and ends the call.

Sophia seems to be a friendly person. It isn't simply because she has a rich and famous brother. She is my age and seems to be cheerful and happy. She has a classy, elegant style. I think she is a fantastic person.

I put on my black flo