Trembling in fear, you somehow managed to stand up. Your hands were still shivering because of his act you witnessed just now.
You almost died in his hands and you disliked being weak in front of him like this. But you figured out one thing that the photograph was somewhat precious to him.
Not wasting a second, you walked out of your hotel. That's it. You don't wish to live with him if he's gonna torment you using force. This was the most intolerable event for your woman ego.
You walked through the busy streets of Paris. You envied how the couples were spending quality time with each other. You also wanted to all such things during your honeymoon but here you're, being homeless!
"What could be worse than this?" You thought to yourself and rolled your eyes stopping along the river Siene.
You stared at the river continuously that you began to zone out eventually.
"What do I do? I don't even have money." You thought.
"Should I go back to him? Nah, it's a cold war starting from today." You talked to yourself.
"He's a born jerk! Crazy bastard! I hate him! He's arrogant, cold, rude and boring." You yelled and people present around you gave you 'Are you crazy girl' look.
It was already night and you didn't even had a place to stay. What was to be done now?
You continued walking and now you felt hungry too. Your stomach made weird sounds out of hunger. Agh!
Not paying attention, you bumped into someone.
"Oh, I'm so sorry." You said worriedly to the girl.
"No, it's ok. I wasn't attentive too." She smiled.
"Omo! You know english! Thank God!" You jumped in excitement.
"Yes, I do. I live nearby. You want to come over?" She asked and you couldn't deny as you were damn hungry.
"Sure." You replied and hopped to her home but you were nervous as she's still a stranger to you. But French people are too frank as much as you know so you shrugged your thoughts.
Entering in, you saw how cozy her house was. It was small yet so comfortable.
"Have a seat. I'll bring you water." She said and you sat.
Soon, she arrived with the water and handed it to you.
"Since when are you living here?" You asked curiously.
"Around 3 years." She said nervously.
"Ohh. Where are you from?" You asked again.
"I'm half Korean and half Canadian." She said.
"Oh my god. Even I'm form Korea. But I'm half British and half Korean. My mother was Korean." You replied while smiling remembering your parents.
"That's great. I didn't know I'll find a friend so unexpectedly." She smiled cheekily.
"I think I heard it right that people living in Paris are so frank. I mean look at you! You invited me home even though I bumped into you accidentally." Both of you laughed out loud at your statement but your stomach ruined the moment making some weird noises again. You closed your eyes in embarrassment.
"I can make Ramen if you want." She asked and you nodded nervously.
"Thank you so much Sunny." You smiled when she handed you the bowl of ramen.
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