Mera nam hey rameez mujhe raja keh kar bulatey hen or me karachi pakistan se hun or humara gao badin ki taraf hey jokey sindh subey me ata hey ziyada ...ameer nahi hen hum meney ne b.Com kia huwa hey or cashier ki job karta hu or gao me rehney walay rishtedar mid class se bi necha matlab 2 waqt ka khana or normal kaprey afford karsakey hen sheher ki life style or waha ki zindagi ka nhi poo ata hum to parhai ki waja se nikal aye karachi merey abu accountant hen to taraki hoti rehi hey or abhi. So... I went to a jeweler, and... here they are!"Janice holds out a velvet covered box."Oh my gosh," I put hand over my mouth. The box contains a beautifulpair of diamond solitaires. "But they can't possibly be..." Yes, they're real. And of the best possible quality," Janice confirms."Mrs. Feyla gave these to you? But... that's impossible!" And yet, here they are. So what do you say?" I..."Of course, there's no way that Mrs. Feyla picked out these earrings forme. Maybe she gave them to Janice. We had two tickets and there were two of us. So, we went in and despite being rather miffed with you enjoyed the concert. Of course, you didn’t turn up and our phones had been switched off.Melissa – During the interval we both used our phones to go on the site I went to my favourites list as I thought I had seen Elaine and I was right I had messaged her the day before. I also got the text from you saying you were ill and not coming. Elaine - At Melissa’s suggestion I looked at my messages on. ”I thought about it. I gave it consideration. I could goback to my life as if nothing had happened. Return to myperfect life as the perfect husband to a perfect on thesurface wife, who secretly was my step-brother’s sexslave. But as far as mom would know I was living theAmerican Dream, I would still be the perfect son to her.Then my step-brother gave me one of his stupid shit-eating grins.“Well, fuck that,” I said.I swear to god, both Delores and Darren stared at me asif.