I helped with the preparation for Yohan’s birthday. I was so busy that I hadn't had any conversations with Yves. We encountered each other, walked past each other now and then, especially if he decided he should help, too. I even fixed the terrace's door myself. He tried to talk to me for the past two days. But he had probably realized or noticed how I openly avoided him. I just don’t want to create yet another trouble, for God’s sake and for my own safety. Especially now that Mr. Montevalles, his father, knows about the crazy things going on between us.
The night before Yohan's birthday, Cyril came back from abroad. She has gifts for her son from Paris. It was when I saw a glimpse of that expensive gift that I realized I didn’t have anything for the kid’s special day. I don’t have mone
