Ceelin
Phil came home late at night. He entered my room instead of going to his own. As soon as he walked in, I knew that he had been drinking because I immediately smelled alcohol on him. I felt the bed dip and sensed him lying down beside me. I didn't open my eyes instead, I pretended to be asleep.
He hugged me and kissed me on the forehead. "I'm sorry, Ceelin. I broke my promise," I heard him say to me.
Maybe the promise he was referring to was our dinner date that didn't happen. I pretended to wake up when his embrace tightened around my waist.
"What's wrong?" I couldn't help but ask when I saw how sad and haggard he looked. This is the first time I've seen him like this. It was as if he had lost a huge amount in gambling. "I thought we were going to have a dinner date? But not onl
