His Fan

No, it was impossible. I quickly denied myself. Anya had lied in the hospital as a vegetable. Moreover, Carroll owned that hospital, so it was impossible for her to forge her medical records. "What's wrong?" Anya waved her slender fingers in front of me. I came back to my senses. With an awkward smile, I said, "You look like an acquaintance of mine." "Oh, really?" When Anya picked up the cup, I said, "You asked me why. Maggie won't make a fool of herself in front of you if Abdi does love her. Don't you agree?" I still had trouble in categorizing Shalock. She killed people without batting an eye, but she didn't hurt me. Therefore, I changed the topic. With a silent smile, Anya drank her tea. The atmosphere became awkward. Embarrassed, I rubbed my cheeks. Then, I broke the silence by saying, "Don't take Maggie to heart. Abdi is an outstanding man anyway, so it is reasonable for him to have a few fans." "Fans?" Anya seemed to be interested in this word as she repeated it. Then, I remember