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Kate's POV

The night before, after I returned from the Old Residence. Suddenly Erlan called me. Honestly, I'm too lazy to pick up the phone. Even though there is a feeling of longing because of my relationship with Erlan, who is quite close in sharing stories.

My heart was in turmoil, and I decided to send him a chat to meet. It's better to meet in person than to talk on the phone.

Now I'm at a bar where Erlan and I used to often come. I walked over to the bar table, there Erlan was waiting for me with a glass of whiskey in his hand.

“Kate!” he greeted when he saw me coming. I just smiled and sat next to him.

“I'll have a beer!” I said to the bartender and it was immediately made. Erlan turned his head in surprise because I don't usually drink large portions of beer.

"What is this? Why did you order beer? Do you want to be unconscious in a place like this? Aren't you afraid of being kidnapped by the uncles who have been eyeing your arrival since earlier?" Erlan asked