The Beautiful Justice

was covered in a heavy quilt. I just shook my head and resumed putting on my jeans. "

s vital, and it's even more important than you

belt and stared at her again. "It's me, Sofia, you idiot. So it's

ies I've slept with, I can't even remember their names. It's not that important for me to remember their names b

rd Sofia calling me but I couldn't look back at her. I'm in a hurry beca

ooking at me. Well, I can't blame them. I am a Silvenia, except for my appear

t's a good thing the traffic isn't that long even though it's a little late no

black turtle neck inside, and a gray coat outside was right in front of me now. She held a cup of coffee in her right hand and her

nodded slightly. "I'm sorry

ou have time tonight?" Her voice was a touch cheeky as she adjusted the collar of t

ips raised. I can't believe she had t

I told her simply, gently removi

e time for girls all the time."

she? "I'm sorry, I have a lo

you the next time I come home. Good bye, handsome." She bit her lower li

went straight to the desk to place my coffee order. When our

like to order?" The barista inquire

ething else that I could hardly hear and under

let the call ends and didn't turn off the call because he would be even more annoyed. I'll

y coffee on the counter. Because I stood up straight and

one, damn it. I was going to answer the phon

n. I was hit

noticed the coffee I was carrying had been dumped there, shit. Because of the

ffee that was already stuck to her clothe

e suddenly tapped my hand away from her clothes. "D

pido: you

ow rose. Did she just cursed me? Did she really use another language to ins

noticed her little frown and then loo

irl. Does she not recognize me? How dare she hav

know who I am?" I q

to inspect her appearance. I see no emotions in her eyes. Her

ally turned her back on me to exit the coffee shop. I even heard so

with which I had the attention of all the customers inside

it up and gazed at it. It's an expensive Levi's wallet. I

of me. The lady that cursed at me. Even in the photo, you can't see any emotions in her e

round, hoping that I'd still able to fi

e is the only one who stands out among all the women I encounter. When I

ther women I met were overjoyed when I faced them. But t

hed her wallet to look for her phone number but found none. There are many other cards out

lcant

at her name printed there. What the hell

o go home. When I return home, I'm sure I will listen toy father's sermon again. He always reminds

avy. I merely shook my head and stared out my car window. I was reminded

rely find

all go a