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4 I replied coldly while looking ahead of me.. He watched me as I took another sip from my glass, before laughing... - Hehe.. We both know it's not like every time dear.. Do you even know how much your debts became..? He grinned at me, taking my hand, leading me outside the balcony, and through the dark hall and the adjacent bodies.. I left my glass with a waiter that appeared from somewhere, while I tried to concentrate.. The wine I've been drinking the whole night left me too dizzy and thirsty.. I stepped, feeling a bit groggy on the large red carpet covering the floor.. I remembered glasses clanging, naked shoulders and lewd laughs passing by us.. Round tables moving aside, as if to clear our way.. I remembered scenes changing quickly around me, as I walked behind him without any will of my own.. "Rania" died.. What else mattered..? I didn't even care enough for my daughter who must be sleeping now in her bluish bedroom with her teddy bear.. Even caring for her was a load for me that I left to my sister.. We ended up in his office.. He entered, leaving me at the door till he switched on the lights.. On the quite white light that spread through the room, I saw him walking to the dark curtains, before pulling them aside.. I sneak peeked around me, to what looked like a principal's office for me and don't ask me why.. If we excluded the parrot that kept looking at us curiously since we entered, I could say that the whole place was a lot staid than what I was expecting to see.. Starting from the heavy wooden desk in the middle of the room, passing by the fancy Iranian rug that sneaked from under the desk till it reached the two comfortable armchairs at the end of the room, where he told me to sit, till we reach the small fridge beside the desk, and in a corner of the room there was a bunch of small TV screens that showed him what was happening in the whole place..