Safiy was hungry and tired while taking his last oral exam at the end of the year. The Profsmoker – her surname- let him choose the topic. He was talking shyly. When he looked at her, she was looking at the mirror and combing her hair. She was old and ugly. He could not continue. She put the comb and the mirror back in her bag.
Did you bring my last book I recommended to you?
I found it very expensive!
So, you want to succeed this way?
He knew his future was in the hand of a witch called The Profsmoker!
The university was the worst disappointment of my life.
‘The Profsmoker’ is my eighth book and one of my next novel’s chapters.
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