Alan's pov
Her eyes were red as if she cried, yet her lips were smiling.
"Why did you drink?" My voice inquired.
"Who are you to question me?" Her voice shouted.
"I am already sad, and now you're making it worse!"
My lips didn't answer her question, instead my arms carried her all the way to my room.
"Hey! Let me go!" She was hitting my chest with her palms.
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Upon stepping inside the room…
"You need to sleep!" I gently rested her soft body in the bed.
"No! I can't sleep!" She was being stubborn like a child.
All of a sudden, tears rolled down her eyes.
"Stop crying!" My fingers skimmed through her cheeks.
She grabbed my fingers and looked straight into my eyes.
"This is all his fault, I hate him so much!" My eyes could see the anger piled up inside her soul.
"Who are yo
