We came home with one of Ambre's flirty guys. He dropped us off at the "Ange Raphaël" crossroads. Ambre had to spend the night at my house... pfff! Sacred evening!

I did not sleep peacefully that night. I couldn't stop thinking about Didier. Everything I saw, everything Amber told me about him. I thought about how easy it was for him to take out money, everything is explained now...I thought he was Mougou...Shit! It torments me. When morning arrived, when I had only closed my eyes for 4 hours, this torment wakes me up like a nightmare would wake a daydreaming Man. Slim! I lie in my bed with this...