Chapter 33

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We spent Christmas Day with family, the same table, the same people, the same food, but somehow every year the atmosphere changes, always remaining warm and welcoming.

I know how important it is for my mother that we all gather together on the most special day of the year and despite all adversities we always manage to find a way.

In the evening I saw my old friends again, some returned from abroad, like me, while others never left.

Even if we keep ourselves updated with messages about our life, telling it and hearing it live is another thing entirely.

They knew about the breakup between me and Abigail, but they still wanted to know how things had gone in detail and then they wanted to know now.
And now what? I remember precisely that this was my response.

In the end I said that I had that little "fucking friendship" with someone, I didn't specify who, but then nothing.

They begged me to know who the infamous person was, but I can't release that information because both Lydia and I could get in trouble.

Not that I don't trust my friends, just to be safe though.

As for her, well, I'm still pretty confused by that call.
I mean, I was happy to hear from ger and I was happy that she thought of me, but why?
I honestly don't know and I don't care.

Time flies unfortunately, so here I find myself in my apartment in Berlin.

In the end I left before New Year due to work commitments, at least I will spend New Year with Sarah.
I'll be with her group probably having a late night and getting drunk around the city, ah yes I like that.

Dafne and I have kept in touch lately, with messages every now and then, just to know.

I've already made it clear that I don't want any relationship with her for now. Well let's say that in general I don't want any relationship.

Anyway, I have to be at the pub at around half past ten tonight, so I guess it's time to get ready as it's nine.

I chose to wear a long green silk dress tonight, with a v-neck and half-open back, yes tonight I want to be a sexy bomb.
I can't wear a bra because it would show, but I'll be able to do it well

I put on my playlist of songs and start doing my hair, I go with some curls, then the makeup and the dress

"Fuck they hurt" I whisper as I slip my foot inside the heel, I stand up straight and look at myself in the mirror, perfect, I really really like how this dress falls on me.

I grab my bag, my coat and after a while I leave my house, I see Sarah's car waiting for me

"Good evening taxi" I say laughing as I get into the car, she waves her hand

"Good evening miss, how sexy we are this evening" she says looking at me from head to toe, I wink at her

"Huh, see?" I fasten my seat belt, she still stops looking at me through narrow eyes, then at a certain point she hums

“Who do you want to impress?” she asks me, starting the car, I roll my eyes at her

"No one, you idiot" I say laughing, even though there is one person in my head

"Well, I'll pretend to believe it" she says with a shrug

“And who do you think I should impress?” I ask her, turning towards her a little, as much as I'm allowed, she widens her eyes and shrugs her shoulders

"I don't know, I see some chemistry between you and a redhead" she smirks at me, I let out a scoff

"Oh no, I've already made things clear with Dafne that there won't be anything romantic between us" I say sitting back down on the seat, Sarah looks at me and nods

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