The next day, Sammy walked into the living room where Aliya sat, lost in her thoughts. “I bring good news.” “ What is it? Did you succeed in deleting all of that?” Sammy shook his head negatively, but he held a smile on his lips.

“Nope. I was able to delete it.” Aliya took a deep breath and shuffled on her chair. “So what is so good about it, then?” His smile got even wider as he approached her. “I have deleted it.” “You!” She grabbed one of the pillows on the chair beside her and threw it at him. “I guessed right and you.. you said I was wrong!...