Alice took a deep breath.
"Work. I need money, and there was a job opening. So I took it."
"That's true. When there's an opportunity, you have to take it."
"That's how it is."
"Where do you live now?"
"What do you want?" Alice frowned.
"Well ... maybe I could visit or something."
"No need. It's enough to have it at the office, no need to add a house."
"Wow. Aren't we friends? Why can't I visit your house?" protested Jordi.
"Never mind."
"Is someone angry?"
"Yes."
"Who?"
"My husband. He's possessive." Alice had to lie. To control the situation.
"Possessive husband is so scary," Jordi teased.
Not scary at all. It means he really loves me."
"Is he handsome?"
Alice looked at Jordi gently. Jordi's face was the same as Luke's. So similar that it became a balm for Alice's lonely heart and mind after Jordi was reported dead.
"Very." Alice smiled.
"Hmm ... Indonesian or Australian?"
"Indonesian."
"Do I know him?"
"No ... you don't know."