KEVIN's POV
"So, would you mind telling me what happened to you last night? Why did you drink that much?" I asked Nathalia.
We are here at the terrace of her place, having a coffee while looking at the view outside. The morning is peaceful and relaxing.
"Nothing. Just... work problem." She shrugged.
She's lying. I know.
"What kind?"
"I just had a little misunderstanding with Mum but I'm alright now. I was just overreacting." She giggled, and took a sip of coffee.
I know she's lying again. I won't ask her for more because it seems she really doesn't want to tell me the real reason she got drunk last night. But I hope... It's not because of me.
"Next time, don't drink alone. You can call me. You know, you can talk to me when you're dealing with something."
She placed the cup on the
