His Elusive Antidote (English)
he called, and my neck hair stood up from the coldness of his voice.
“Avianna, this is Sebastian, I almost treat him like my own son, he’s a mechanic here. I think you’re almost the same age, how old are you again, dear?” she asked, looking at me, and even though she had tan skin, I could see that her cheeks were slightly red.
“I’m twenty-six,” I replied politely, noticing Sebastian’s quick grin, so I raised an eyebrow, “Why? What’s so funny?” I couldn’t help but be a little snappy, maybe because of the alcohol, my inhibitions were gone, and I could do or say anything.
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