Chapter 96

One year later

"Do you mean that now you write real novels? "As asked one of the men in the circle of girls.

I nodded, pushing my hair away to my shoulders.

" Some people like to live love, I prefer to write about it.

His face changed from curiosity to admiration in a snap of fingers. I had trained that answer in front of the mirror several times before that one. First because my family didn't seem to understand what my profession required of me, and then because it was the easiest answer to give in an interview. Short, thick, and at the same time what they would like to hear. My agent would be proud.

"A toast to success! "Said the blonde next to me, raising the full cup.

"Do not mix alcohol with medicines," advised the man next to him, pulling the cup to his own lips.

The blonde stretched out to take the cup back, but the man leaned back and ran away from his reach. When she got tired, she sat on the chair and blew the strands of hair that fell on