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11 December:

Night was falling when they finally returned to the flat.

- V: That was a really nice walk.

- M: Too bad we ran into that jerk.

- V: Ah, jerks, there will always be jerks.

- M: Yes, but did you see how he said my opinion was meaningless?

- M: And this song is better than the one you said, you have no taste.

- V: Calm down, we'll write a few lines in the book.

- M: And who do you want to write about?

- V: I'm torn between Donovan and Alice.

- M: Alice!

She muttered the name with a hint of anger.

- M: If you do one, I'll do the other.

- V: Okay, well, I'll do Donovan.

She took the book and began to write in it to change Donovan's destiny once again.

She wrote only good things about him: he was born a woman named Donna and fell in love with his childhood sweetheart.

He had a stable job that paid well enough to support her needs, she had three children and became a housewife.

She added that she was friends with Val, to be sure of getting something back from her.

She then looked at her phone to see a lovely little family, proud of what she had just written.

She turned around to show what she had just done, but she saw Molly with a devilish smile.

Val had forgotten that her friend did not have much affection for Alice and that she would have to intervene to prevent things from getting out of hand.

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