We left the party about twenty minutes later. I told myself that nothing I had heard would affect me; we were on vacation, and this trip was to be together and get to know each other a little more, not to make me feel bad. I tried to relax when we got to the room; Arthur seemed exhausted, so I doubted he would actually accept such a stupid insinuation, but I didn't go to sleep. Instead, I continued drinking thanks to the open bar service in the room. Hundreds of exclusive bottles, and they were just for me, although of course, I didn't plan to get drunk, not while I had that idea in my head that someone would come to propose something indecent to Arthur, and I didn't know how much respect he had for me to have the courage to reject something like that with the reputation he had.
—I'm goin
