Zoey was sitting at the keuken-, keuken tafel, tabel in Daphne’s house. After her appointment with the dentist Zoey had decided to have a coffee chat with her sister.
“How are u doing?” she asked casual.
“I’m doing fine, Z” Daphne answered.
“Are u still taking your medication?” Zoey asked insisting. Daphne frowned, annoyed. “For goodness sake, Daphne, it’s for u own good and ours. The doctor didn’t prescribe u these pills for nothing”
Daphne stood up angry. “I know what they are for” she snapped. She sighed. “I feel good, Zoey. Emmanuel is really good company. He makes...
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