“Okay, what’s eating you?” Fey asked with an exaggerated sigh. She sat back on her chair and crossed her arms, fixing Nicole with a questioning look.
It was late in the afternoon. After trying to keep herself busy so that she wouldn’t think about Marko, Nicole finally accepted defeat and called for her friend. She never told Fey what was wrong, she only needed to get out of her apartment.
Fey, being the best friend that she was, did not hesitate to agree to a late lunch. At that moment, they were sitting in one of the upcoming restaurants, thanks to Fernando, and enjoying some great food, though it was difficult for Nicole to really enjoy herself as her thoughts kept going back to her problem.
“What are you talking about?” Nicole asked her friend, blinking rapidly.
“That! What you are
