Rebecca
While I'm serving myself a drink, William appears out of nowhere. Tall, imposing, and with a smirk curling his lip.
I want to ignore him, but he is like an itch that won't go away. I'm too aware of him and shudder in his presence.
Even his voice comes out as a smooth caress. "Did your friend leave the party already?"
"Something came up."
"I see."
I blink up at William, about to ask him why he is stalking me, but some girl trips over her own feet. She doesn't fall on the floor. No, instead, she spills her drink all over my t-shirt.
Perfect.
"Oops!" The girl's face fills with horror, and she covers her mouth with her hand before giving me a drunken apology. "I'm so sorry!"
There is no reason to get mad. She is clearly intoxicated, so I choose to let go of my anger and tak
