Naih

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"Naih, right?" Naih was stopped right after exiting the bar door when a group of women blocked her way. It is almost impossible to imagine what they really look like because of the thickness of their make-up. Their souls are almost gone because of the unpleasant clothes.

She frowned at them and tightened her grip on the wallet as well as the cellphone she was holding. Her chest immediately throbbed "Yes, it's me. What do you need from me?"

"I've heard, you are Ace's fiancé," asked the woman in front of the group "How come? When you aren't even his taste?"

"Why? Are you his type? He doesn't even spare a moment to glance at you. At least for me, he knows that I am existing," Naih replied to the woman. She was planning to go and insult everyone, not because they insulted her, but because they insulted what she and Ace have because that hurts her more. She was about to leave when they blocked her path even more.

The woman smiled weirdly at once. So did her f