A Rumor Before the Ring
Language: en
This year, Liam and I planned to get engaged, so on New Year's Eve, I went home with him. Many relatives and friends came for dinner. At the table, one of Liam's good friends suddenly greeted me. "Hey, aren't you the number 18 masseuse from Intoxicated Dreams? Do you remember me? You even gave me a private massage." My brain froze on the spot. I'd never seen this friend of his before, and Intoxicated Dreams didn't sound like any legitimate establishment. Everyone's eyes fell on me. Liam's friend kept staring at me. "You're not doing it anymore? What a shame. I still can't forget…