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Finally, she had dealt with a nagging worry. Her mood lightened considerably, a relieved smile spreading across her face.
A night over the weekend.
In her rare leisure time, Camila brewed a pot of tea and sat on the balcony, contentedly reading a book. Her phone rang, displaying “Erica.” She answered the call,
“Camila, what are you up to? I’m at Royal Karaoke, come join me.”
“No thanks, I’m reading.”
“Come on, I want to introduce you to my boyfriend.”
“When did you start dating again?”
Camila wasn’t surprised at all. Erica’s relationships were like playthings, the longest lasting no more than three months.
“Just started, that’s why I want you to meet him. Hurry over, I’ll text you the room number.”
After hanging up, Camila changed her clothes and headed out. Arriving at the karaoke lounge, she was immediately enveloped by the lively music and bustling atmosphere, dim lights, and tables laden with drinks.
Upon seeing her, Erica grabbed the microphone and shouted. “Welcome my best friend, Camila!”
Everyone turned to look at the door, and for a moment, only the music filled the large private room.
Camila nodded with a smile.
The room was filled with a dozen stylishly dressed young men and women, Erica walked over and pulled Camila by the hand to the couch.
“Move.” Erica kicked aside someone’s obstructing leg along the way.
The man quickly withdrew his leg, making way, his gaze following Camila.
As they sat down, the men around quickly gathered. “Back off, guys, go do your thing,” Erica glared at them.
The men, touching their noses, tactfully dispersed, and the karaoke resumed its lively vibe.
“Phil,” Erica pinched the cheek of the young man next to her.
Camila greeted him with a smile. The young man shyly returned the smile. He looked quite young, dressed in a white shirt, jeans, and sneakers, giving off a fresh and well–behaved impression.
Camila whispered to Erica, “He seems quite young, doesn’t he?”
Erica laughed, looking up. “Twenty, a college student.”
Surprise flickered in Camila’s eyes. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.
“Met him at our magazine company where he works as a part–time model. Sometimes it’s nice to change things up. Young guys have more stamina,” Erica said with a laugh, covering her mouth.
Camila looked puzzled but she respected Erica’s decision.
“Come on, sing a song for me,” Erica nudged Phil.
He went to the jukebox, chose a romantic ballad expressing love, and sang with his eyes fixed on Erica.
The crowd cheered him on, prompting him to continue with a few more songs.
“Phil sings quite well; Camila remarked.
“Such a young, obedient guy, so comforting,” Erica raised an eyebrow.
“Hope this one lasts a bit longer for you,” Camila chuckled.
“We’ll see. Drink to that?“”
Camila shook her head, knowing her own limits with alcohol.
Just a little, to celebrate my new young boyfriend. I’ll drive you home later.” Erica poured a bit of red wine into a glass.
Alright, cheers to you.” Camila clinked glasses and took a sip.
As Erica and her friends continued to toast, Camila retreated to a corner and dozed off in the dim light.
Are you feeling alright?” noticing her, Erica put down her glass and asked.
I’m fine, just sleepy. I’ll head to the restroom.”
I can come with you.”
No need, I’ll be right back. Camila stood up.