I had to take more than just one shot of tequila for this, I took two and I still feel like they aren’t enough. My heart is racing as the elevator doors open to the top deck. I’m a little taken aback because I didn’t expect the doors would open to a massive bedroom. At the center of the room is a tufted king-size bed that has been well made and there is a grey three-seater couch at the other end of the room sitting on the couch is Toby.
He lifts his eye to look at me and there is a little shock in them when he sees me. I can see the bottle of whiskey on the coffee table and I can tell from the way it is half empty that he has been having a blast with it.
“Clarice,” His voice is barely a whisper as he calls my name.
“Hi.” I take a step towards him but stop.
He doesn’t look okay, from h
