“I need an explanation,” Blane demanded as soon as Krys sat down on his seat.
He took a deep breath, “Okay. look, I’m sorry. I was drunk at that time,”
“I don’t care about that. I want to know why you didn’t bother to see me again? Why did you disappear that night? Why didn’t you go to last night’s event?” Blane furrowed his brows. He wants to hate his best friend but he can’t.
“I don’t want to ruin Knight’s dinner party, okay?”
“Is that it? Krys, we’ve been friends. You’re my only friend and now you’re ghosting me,” Blane stated which left Krys speechless. He was right though.
“You already know how my brother gets angry when we’re together. Do you think we would let me stay at your house if he knows that I’m there? God, he would kick me out. He had the right because it’s already
