She kissed him.
She kissed Evander.
Not in the cheeks. Not everywhere…
But on the lips…
Athena stared at herself in the mirror of the bathroom. The muffled sound of the loud bar noise that was somehow mysteriously getting louder and louder as time passed by was not that ear-splitting. If she had only known that it was this peaceful here, she should have come into the bathroom earlier when she got bored and used her phone instead of staying there with Evander, drinking his expensive wine and forgetting the chaser which still made her dizzy and drunk.
She was such a fool. Why did her head have to spin that time and why did she have to close her eyes and did not feel herself moving forward? And why didn't Evander move his head to prevent it from happening? She was sure Evander wasn't an
