“….la la la, la la la la, I wish you were here……” a melodious female voice sounded in the small apartment.
If someone saw the female singing, they would notice that she was clearly in a pleasant mood.
Avita smiled happily as she finished wiping all the plates.
‘All right, now I can wash up and get ready to go. I wonder when she'll arrive!’ she thought to herself as she made her way to the bedroom.
Since Avita's lovely lie-filled conversation with Patrick, a lot of things had happened.
Her business was thriving on a regular basis, and even her friends were enthusiastic about it. She was able to send some of her stuff to Beth, who was studying for her Master's degree in the capital city.
Lucilla, on the other hand, cheered for her even if she wasn't interested in her things owing to the quality and all. Avita felt horrible every time she spoke to Lucilla, but her shamelessness was beginning to take over her.
