Rahim’s POV
I look around and finally found her in a certain aisle. I saw a familiar face. She is stepping on foot. I grab her clothes and drag her off to Mariz. She looked at me and smiled sweetly.
“Hi there, lover boy. It’s been a year,” she says and smiles.
“What are you doing here, Karen?” I ask. She smiled and try to touch me but I step back. Mariz sighed and grab the bottles in my hand. Is she mad at me? Come on, not today! I look at her.
“It’s not what you think, honey,” I replied. She looks at Mariz from head to toe. She chuckled with a tone of mockery.
“This is your new fling? Come on, Rahim. I never thought you choose a… plain girl. Your taste is not like… her,” she says.
“Plain girl? Me? Well, that’s true. Maybe because he is fed up with plastic girls like you. From… head to toe,” she says.