By the time the steak arrived, Cosette had drunk several glasses of wine and lost her appetite.
Ethan looked at Cosette's blushing face. He hadn't expected her capacity for alcohol to be so low and took the wine bottle before she could pour herself another glass.
"Woah, that's enough wine for you today!"
Cosette smiled and told him in a slurred voice, "Ethan, I feel sorry for Edward. He was only a boy. Why did such a tragedy happen to him?"
"I remember when your mother died. You were younger than Edward," Ethan said.
Cosette waved her hand dismissively, "Oh, please, that was different! I still had Stuart, but Edward had nobody."
All the time Cosette kept rambling on about how distressed Edward must have been, Ethan felt jealous of Edward.
Afterward, Ethan m
