(Logan)
I sighed as I took another sip of my drink. The alcohol burning in my throat was exactly what I needed to calm down. I can't believe she had said that to me, I know that she was regretting it because I could feel it through our bond.
Sometimes, she should think before she talks. It would save us the argument, I felt a pat on my shoulder and turned to see Michael standing there.
He then took a seat next to me and took up the bottle of liquor I had.
“Don't you want something stronger? Vodka, isn't it, you know.” Michael said, I scoffed and downed the drink in one go before replying.
“Sucks that it doesn't affect me. Say, Michael, now that you're here, can I talk to you about something?” I asked, wanting to find out what he thought about my situation.
“Sure, trouble in parad
