"I'm sorry, it's just that we saw themalone," says one of them with his particular accent.

"They aren't anymore, you can go," he orders them, the boys without wanting to have problems leave.

"Is this how you like to get revenge?" Listening to Loan, I can't keep quiet.

"May it be the first and last time that you imply something so low, if you hadn't interrupted you would have listened to what I was going to say, I don't need to be jealous to charge me for what they do to me, I think that was already clear to you," agitated by fury, I look at them wanting to put...