Nothing to worry about, Debbie bent down to finally get in the car.


    Suddenly a man in navy blue ethnic clothes called from behind her,


    “Debbie, wait!”


    Debbie turned around. The vige head’s son was running towards her.


    It urred to Debbie that she had said goodbye to everyone but him.


    “Just a minute,” she muttered quietly to the man inside the car.


    Before Carlos could protest or ask what was going on, she had shut the car door and was walking


    towards the young man, who was breathless from all the running.


    “Debbie, are you Leaving?” he Looked at her sadly. From the way he was sulking and the way he


    looked at her, affection was visible clear as daylight.


    “Yes,” Debbie replied with a nod.


    “My My family hase to pick me up. It was nice meeting you. Keep in touch.” Debbie didn’t want to


    break his heart Like that and corrected herself.


    The young man took out a sachet from his pocket and handed it to her.


    “I made something for you. It’s a silver essory. I want you to keep it as a souvenir.”


    Debbie looked at the sachet in surprise. It was meaningful, she knew that. Reflexively, she tried to


    decline it.


    “Thank you from the bottom of my heart. But it’s a very big gesture and I can’t take it.”


    “It may be worth little, but I will be d if you take it. It would mean a lot to me.”


    Debbie didn’t know what to say. She was saved by Emmett who walked towards her at this point.


    “Mrs. Hilton, Carlos is waiting. It’s time to go,” he reminded her with a smile.


    “Mrs. Hilton?’ The young man was surprised and confused. He knew what that form of address meant.


    “Are you married?” he asked in disbelief.


    “Yes, I am,” she admitted shortly.


    “Thank you for taking such great care of me these days. My husband is waiting. I have to go.”


    The young man watched the woman he had fallen for get in the car, heartbroken.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    The fancy cars drove away one after another. From the rearview mirror,


    Debbie could see him standing there alone. She felt sad to see him so heartbroken.


    She had only stayed in the vige for a couple of days, but the vigers had been so nice to her, and


    the vige head’s family deserved a special mention. It was unfair that the young man had to face such


    heartbreak even after being so nice to her.