Judith’s POV “It was really awkward, Vanessa,” I said on a call with my best friend, explaining how strange today had been. The interview had caught me off guard, as I wasn’t expecting it to be so effortless. I had already picked up the children from school, and they were sound asleep. “How would you rate it on a scale of one to ten?” Vanessa asked, letting out a laugh. “Vanessa, it breaks that scale!” I screamed excitedly. “He was sweet and even had a conversation with me.” “The same man that people are scared of?” She asked in disbelief. “The same man, Vanessa. It was like a dream. He was really handsome too, but his eyes seemed familiar. But then, who do I know in London? It's a whole different continent. I couldn't possibly know him,” I said, munching on crackers. “You want some crackers, Vanessa?” I teased. “Are you teasing me on purpose?” she asked in an off-tone. “So, about him, from what you’ve said so far, I think I’ve grasped one or two things.” “Oh, tell me,” I said w
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