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.

recounted the events

Ethan that you're here drowning your sorrows at this hour and called me over to keep you company!" she

else would I call?" I said

eyes widened as she asked, "You don't still have feelings for him,

off guard. I thought it over for a moment, remaining silent, my

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

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

of alcohol. "Who cares why it happened?1

business," I replied. I

a while, I felt a lot better, but I

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

answered her, and even now, I couldn't find the

an incoming call. I glanced at the screen and

so I let the call ring through without answering. It seemed the caller figured that out; instead of calling again, he sent a text message "Ms. Wiley, Mc Grayson

to see me