"I'm back, when are you free, let's meet up." She started as soon as the call connected.
The person on the phone was quite taken aback, "Is that necessary?"
"Weren't you very worried about me? Even went all the way to B Country to dig up info about me." Violette teased, "I noticed how much you care about me, so I thought I'd contact you first when I got back."
Sarah scoffed, "Don't flatter yourself. I was visiting my relatives in B Country and just happened to inquire about you. After all, your kids came back home, but you didn't. I thought you were seriously ill, so I asked around."
"And you say you don't care about me." Violette replied casually, "If you don't, how did you know that my kids came back home? It's not like they ran up to you and told you, did they?"
Sarah was speechless.
"Let's meet this afternoon, and you can see for yourself how I'm doing." Violette suggested.
"I don't care about your health. But since you insist on seeing me, fine, let's meet." Sarah replied indifferently.
"Great, you pick the place, so you won't accuse me of bullying you." Violette joked.
Sarah felt something was off about the way Violette was speaking today. She got the feeling that Violette's intention to meet wasn’t that simple, but since Violette had called her out, she couldn't just chicken out.
After hanging up, Sarah went home to change into a vibrant outfit and applied a dashing makeup look. She had lost in love to Violette, and although it was a bitter pill to swallow, a loss was a loss. She couldn't lose to Violette in anything else.
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