Zoey was sitting at the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ میز, جدول in Daphne’s house. After her appointment with the dentist Zoey had decided to have a coffee chat with her sister.
“How are آپ doing?” she asked casual.
“I’m doing fine, Z” Daphne answered.
“Are آپ still taking your medication?” Zoey asked insisting. Daphne frowned, annoyed. “For goodness sake, Daphne, it’s for آپ own good and ours. The doctor didn’t prescribe آپ these pills for nothing”
Daphne stood up angry. “I know what they are for” she snapped. She sighed. “I feel good, Zoey. Emmanuel is really good company. He makes...
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