Hello, Anton."
"Are you free today? I want to tell you something I promised you last night."
Amira tried to dream, imagining the schedule she had scribbled on the calendar in her room but she couldn't record her schedule at all. She shook her head, realizing her folly not having recorded it in the notes on the phone.
"I don't understand, Anton. I'm out of the house, I can't answer right now. God willing, when I arrive, I will immediately inform you."
Anton, who was sitting on the balcony near his room, frowned. He was surprised at this early in the morning for a woman as young as Amira most comfortable in the room, lying down while opening her cellphone, but the girl was different. She had even left the house and for what business, Anton did not know at all.
"Where are you now, my Princess?"
"Ha ha ha, you're always like that. If you call me like that again, I'll be mad, Anton. I'll cross you off my friend's list."
