Regret After Divorce
From that spot, he could see my tent, though not what was happening inside.
“You talk to her yourself,” he said, glancing sideways. He gestured with the cigarette toward the girl beside him. “Her name is Adriana Carter.”
“Sure thing.” I nodded respectfully, then turned my attention to Adriana.
The girl had fair skin, delicate features, big almond-shaped eyes, and small lips. A tiny mole at the tip of her nose made her sweet face even more memorable. She wore a plain white hoodie with casual jeans — a super simple look. Hard to judge her figure, but she seemed around 165 centimeters tall. She stood politely, and when she saw me, she gave a small nod.
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