Page 54 of Heal Me

"I understood what you said, please don't say it again," I stop Yara and we burst out laughing.

"Oh, my God, are you okay, baby?" Adele puts her hand to Yara's forehead.

I laugh again. They are so strange, but I love them so much.

"You're going to have to tell us everything, every fucking moment of your meeting," Lily turns to me.

I like her serious tone when it comes to relationships. Any relationship. Lily always speaks freely about these topics.

I mean, really freely. She told me everything in detail about her first time, and we had only known each other for a few days. She tells us about her boyfriend’s thing as if it were the most casual conversation in the world.

"Yes, I understand," I nod my head and put my hands in my pockets.

"Don't turn back," Yara says, opening her eyes wide.

Don't turn back? Who is asking for such a thing? After these words, it is impossible to sit still.

I turn my head anyway and regret it.

Danylo is in all his glory. His hair is disheveled, he wears a long black T-shirt, a black bomber jacket, and jeans. Does he know it's illegal to look this sexy?

Yes, he does. And he does it on purpose.

He should be given an Oscar for the way he plays his role as the "hot guy". He takes turns greeting his friends, among whom, I only now notice, is Timur.

Danylo leans over to him, and he whispers something in his ear. Exactly three seconds pass and Danylo's gaze is already directed towards me. The smile has disappeared from his face as if it had never been there, his eyebrows are furrowed, and his eyes are sliding down my body.

He turns away without even saying hello and continues to talk about something with Tim.

"He's so hot," Yara moans.

"I'll bet you a hundred that he has over eighteen," Lily nods her head.

I wish that at the moment she said that, I wasn’t drinking water and choked on it.

I wish I could get her words out of my head.

"But why," Lily laughs, "do they have the right to discuss us and we don't?"

The last thing I want to discuss right now is the size of Danylo Jr. My dear mother. Danylo Jr.

I need to focus on something else, like my date with Danylo's best friend tomorrow.

Chapter 21

Idon't understand why I'm shaking, my heart is beating wildly, and my hands are sweating.

These are good signs before a date, right? Timur should be picking me up any minute, so I've got in and out of bed ten times, spun around the room, sat on a chair for three minutes, and now I'm standing in front of the mirror.

The white knitted sweater matches my brown long hair, and the black leather pants fit my figure nicely. I'm almost one hundred and seventytwo centimetres tall, so it's sometimes difficult to find clothes. I have a narrow waist but long legs, so I almost always have things altered or have them custom-made.

I look at my watch again. He's two minutes late. I don't like people who are late.

What if he changed his mind? I pick up my phone and check for a text from Timur, but there's nothing.

I remember that I hadn't talked to Sebastian for a long time and text him.

Me: Hey, everything good? Where are you?

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