CHAPTER 6.3

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Bad luck doesn't leave me, the Fanclub absorbs my sister on a long break. They skilfully win her attention, complimenting her clothing and make-up. And I could have stayed with Zsolt. In theory, we are sitting at the same table, but in practice, talking about the Davis brothers did not interest me, Sheila and Erich. However, something caught my attention. And it's a little scary.

- Asher is the most handsome of the three. - What's going on. Under the microscope, he distinguishes them. On what basis is this statement? - Mega muscular, trim, just an ideal. - I would argue, maybe I haven't seen them without a shirt. But when worn close to the body, they look identical. This is pure nitpicking. - Nathan is athletic, but it's not the same. - Their paws are identical. - And James is no match for his brothers. Too many buds. Lian doesn't look after himself at all anymore. - I guess I don't know about the new standards and I prefer to keep it that way.

- They are identical, after all - Nasturcja interjects.

- You are blind, you can see it with the naked eye. - Sofía admonishes

Exactly.- Mairi interjects sharply.- Take a look at them and then say something about them! - My little sister was stunned.

- Exactly.

- In terms of similarities, their father has a huge profitable shop. - Mairi enthuses. Sofía, however, slightly curls her lips into a grimace. - It's not obvious, but they are rich. Their father has a construction shop and lots of land around the house. He has a knack for business. He apparently likes to invest, which gives him a big shop. He apparently likes to invest, which gives him a considerable surplus. - You'd better tell me where they hang out so I don't have to meet them at every turn anymore.

- She's serious. - She whispers to Sheila. She just nodded.

Probably just for one detail, the fan club honors us with its presence. We have a perfect view of the Davis brothers, all three of them sitting together. You could say that we are literally dazzled by their brilliance. Like everyone at school. Bites accompany them all day long, like: you look good in these colours, I've never seen a more beautiful lady.

- Show me Asher? - Stella looks expectantly at Nasturtium.

Sister's wandering eyes look everywhere for help. It must be a triplet with a clenched jaw sitting against the wall.

- That's where I am. - He directs her gaze.

- This...The one closest to us.

- NO.

- Next.

- NO. Asher is against the wall. -Yes, I was right. -I'm very disappointed in you. Maybe you'll do better with Nathan.

No, it didn't work. She probably identified James as Asher out of nerves. Which Sofía frowned upon. Such mistakes are unacceptable. Nathan turned out to be a boy with a sincere, gentle smile. And James has a bored look on everything but his phone.

- But don't worry, we will take care of your education. - Nasturtium looks terrified. - Your knowledge scares me too. We'll fix it. You can be calm.

My mind just went on break. Maybe they want to make Nasturtium a new member of the fan club. I look at Erich. Who smiles at me reassuringly.

- They have to mangle everyone like that. They will only spare you. You know, they don't support violence.

Somehow I can't see myself staring lovingly at Ascher. Something rebelled in my stomach. Something disgusting. He is handsome, but his character is terrible. Unless I'm having that effect on him. What do I need a gagged, tied man with hatred in his eyes towards me? Otherwise, I can't imagine us alone without third parties. 

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