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“Okay, tell me what’s going on,” she demanded immediately after I picked up the call.
“Adrian just proposed to Karen.”
“Oh mierda, that was the reason for the dinner?”
“I guess so.”
“That’s cruel. He shouldn’t have invited you, knowing how you feel about him. Do you want me to come over and keep you company?”
“No. I will just go to the house and drink myself to sleep.”
“Be careful, okay? I’m worried about you.”
“Yeah, I will call you tomorrow.”
“Don’t do anything stupid,” she said before hanging up.
I called Morris and waited for him to come and pick me up.
“Is the dinner over, Miss Simpson?”
“No, I had to leave because my, um … I’m not feeling too well.” I wanted to lie and tell him my uncle’s goat had a miscarriage.
“Should I take you to the hospital?”
“No, just take me to the house.”
“Okay, miss.”
I tookoff my heels immediately after I entered the house. I headed to the wine cellar, grabbed one bottle of brandy, and went to the kitchen.
I grabbed a wineglass and poured some brandy into the glass. I took my hair from the bun and allowed it to fall to my back.
I took a seat at the island and sipped the brandy with different thoughts in my head. Alcohol was kinda my comfort drink. I took it to avoid overthinking. With the situation I was in, it seemed really helpful. It would have been much better if I’d heard the news about the proposal than witnessed it.
Someone walked into the kitchen. I was expecting to see Morris, but it was Tristan.
“You left because you wanted more wine?” He leaned on the seat far from me.
“No, you left too anyway.”
“Adrian kept bugging me to go check on you since you were taking an eternity to return. I had to call Morris, and he told me you were sick. Care to explain?”
“It wasn’t a lie. I was nauseous, and alcohol helps sometimes.” I knew that didn’t make any sense.
“Aren’t you too young to be consuming this amount of alcohol?”
I shrugged.
I was twenty. Maybe it was illegal.
I stood up, got another glass, and poured some brandy for him. He collected it.
“How was the food?” I asked.
“Great. It tasted like paradise. We should go there some other time.”
I gave him an eye roll. Maybe I should get him drunk and get the truth out of him. I had never seen him drunk. He was always watchful of the amount of alcohol he consumed.
