William Caddel
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I stared at her. Her cheeks were flushed and her nose was beginning to turn red. Her eyes were hazy but she was able to maintain eye contact with me.
I wondered what kind of drunk she was. Would she remember what happened the next day? Or would she forget everything? I didn’t know exactly how many glasses she had taken but it was enough to give her liquid courage.
She reached up to poke my cheek, surprising me. “I’m talking to you, Will.” Her voice was slow and lazy. It was also the first time she was calling me Will. “Why did you marry me? Do you like me?”
“What if I do?”
Her drunk ass totally ignored my words. “Are you using me just like the movie? Hmm? Tell me.” She didn’t even wait for me to speak. “What’s going to happen now that we’re married? What’s going to
