"Lying? What do you mean?" he still don't understand with my speech.

"From the beginning I thought you went because of the work of the office work. Apparently... I just found out that you are a model. After seeing your photo on Instagram, with a girl," I explained, pouring hatred, frowning on her wrinkled lips.

"That's... what is the picture?" Ask the key to frown.

"Three days ago."

Key immediately moved from the bed, rushed to find a cellphone in the dressing room, shortly afterwards he sat down lying next to me, opened his Instagram application. His face turned seriously after looked at the cellphone, his right palm rubbed his...