Chris'spov
IturnedaroundandsawSaracomingtowardsus.Shedidn'tcallthepresident,butKenneth!
ThinkofKenneth'sgirlfriendbefore,isither?
Icanfeelthathehatesher.Withoutlove,thereisnohate.Thedeeperhehates,themorehelovesthiswoman.
"Getinthecar,"Unclespokedirectlyanddidn'tevenlookatSara.
"Huh?"Ithoughthewouldstay,andmybodywastoweddirectlyintothecarbymyUncle.
Thecarleftwithoutmercy,andIsawaflashofdisbeliefonSara'sface.
"President,that...wejustleft?"
"Why,doyouwanttostayandhavesupperwithher?"Uncleraisedhiseyebrowsandlookedatme.
Ishookmyheadagainandagain."That'snotwhatImeant.Issheyourex-girlfriend?"
Inthesecondhalfofthesentence,myvoicewasverysmall,andmyUnclebroughtmeintomyarms."Whatdoyouthink?"
"Ithinkso.""Why?"
"Thelastthingyouwanttotalkaboutbeforeisthatwhenthiswomanappears,
Ithinksheisyourex-girlfriend,Uncle,isn'tshe?Isitornot?"
"Yes."MyUnclepinchedmyfaceandsaid,"Why?Areyouunhappy?"
"I'mnotunhappy.Ijustdidn'texpectthatfamousfemalestartobeyourex-girlfriend.I…feelinferior."