Legacy of a Forbidden Love
I continue, tired of playing the polite boy, "and you put it up for auction. That's not nice."
"This is our girl, Tim," Sarkis seemed to be getting fed up too, "yesterday the haggling for her reached fifty. My friends bought her, the two of them, you'd better return her. Or if you like, pay for it yourself, but with a penalty. A hundred, for offending my friends."
"You're mistaken, Sarkis," I correct him again, "this is my girl. And she's not a girl anymore, so get lost with your friends."
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