He nodded. "But it's medicine after all. It's still harmful!"
"It's okay. Please give it to me later."
I went out of the bathroom and walked to Ace, whom was singing to a song played on a screen. When he saw me, he narrowed his eyes and said, ''What's the matter? You can't even take one glass?''
I ignored him and took a look at the table. Except for the glass I had drunk, the rest were all left untouched.
Dylan and Camilla sat next to each other. She whispered something into his ear, then he nodded.
When he saw me, his black eyes darkened before he looked away coldly.
I was feeling really uncomfortable. I walked to the table and said to Ace, ''Hope you keep your promise, Mr. Mcguire!''
I drank glasses of alcohol while trying my best to ignore how unwell I felt both because of my pre
