I leaned a little closer, because I didn’t want anyone to hear us. – Have you noticed that he always dresses so elegant? I can tell he has an amazing sense of style.
- Rather he has a great fortune, I would say. I mean, have you seen his shoes? I bet they cost more than our month salary.
- Shoes? Oh, I guess you are right… Still I can’t remember what shoes are you talking about... – I musingly took my lipstick from the table and chuckled.
- No wonder! He changes them so often, its impossible to remember. No doubt it’s just the kind of a person he is.
- A kind of a person, my darling? Why? What do you mean by that? – I didn’t like the shade, I needed a darker one that time.
- it’s simple, he must be really inconsistent. Don’t you think so? I’m sure he changes his preferences and affections as often as he changes his shoes.
- Oh, my god! You are making these silly assumptions based on some stupid details! Again! I’m sure he is nothing like that! – Finally I found it. I rarely used mahogany, preferring burgundy for my daily make-up.
- Of course, of course! I know what you think. You like him, don’t you? You all like him, everyone! Because he is so nice, so handsome, so kind! He always smiles and never says anything bad!
- Well, maybe you should try to act the same way time to time, you know, people often love when you by
- Sure you know a lot about it, don’t you? Looking good doesn’t mean being a good person. It just means your face is beautiful, not your soul. You believed so easily in his decency and good nature, but in fact he is just false from head to toe. He wears this mask of friendliness and integrity, but under it there are only egoism and indifference…. A-ha! That’s why you like him, right? Birds of a feather flock together!
- Stop it, immediately! Not now… - It was the final touch.
- All right, all right, but we are not over with this.
I put the lipstick in the pocket of my skirt and stood up from the ottoman. One final look in the mirror and I walked out of the room.
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