Not a Gift for March 8th
4 hrs. 43 min.
Description
On March 8, I planned to spend the day alone—lying on the couch, eating sweets, and rewatching old, good films. But instead, I’m forced to wade through traffic jams to the airport to meet my friends’ relatives at their request. The little bratty daughter and her snooty uncle-in-tow. A two-meter tall handsome man who looks like a Hollywood star and has the same kind of self-importance.
Oh, if only I had known in advance what would come out of this meeting, I would never have agreed…
Oh, if only I had known in advance what would come out of this meeting, I would never have agreed…
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