Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 224

"Why are you drinking at such an hour? What's going on? Lyla asked. As my good friend, she could read between the lines with just that one question, probably tling in the gaps with her imagination.

I chuckled softly, "Just come over, and we can talk"

"Sure," she replied before hanging up.

I knew she was on her way over right then. When she arrived, she immediately started scolding me about the empty bottles scattered around.

Our bond was undeniably genuine.

"Wow, you drank this much?" Lyla exclaimed.

Looking at the bottles on the floor, I felt a bit dazed. "Isitalot?"

"Absolutely! Drinking too much is bad for you. Now spill it-why did you drink so much tonight?" she pressed.

the events

so flustered because of Ethan that you're here drowning your sorrows at this hour

I said with a smile, which made her sigh, looking

"You don't still have feelings for him, do

it over for

"Theard that Ethen got into a huge fight with his grandfather recently, and it landed

her voice dropping to a whisper. "Do you think it's because of

alcohol. "Who cares why it happened?1 again would mean treating him

I replied. I had told

and chatting with Lyla for a while, I felt a lot better,

gotten drunk last night. I went to the latchen to brew myself some hangoverte. Taking a sip made the lingering smell of alcohol fade abir. 1 decided to take a shower, change clothes, and prepare something to eat. After a satisfying meal, I found myself thinking

even now, I couldn't find the

the screen and froze. It was the phone number

seemed the caller figured that out; instead of calling again, he sent a text message

to see me