DANIELLAH
“How long have you known?” Conrad is looking at the field ahead of us as I drink more champagne.
We’re sitting on the balcony overlooking the grounds, after stabbing the final knife on the table next to the couch instead of his throat, I couldn’t bear to look at him so I grabbed the bottle and went outside.
Of all the things he had to choose, he chose drugs!
Fucking drugs!
I turned our room upside down after my talk with Cesar last night but I found nothing till I saw him earlier today in the bathroom, he poured white powder behind his hand and sniffed before walking out. I struggled keeping it together the entire night but I was glad to have conformation.
“I wish I could say longer but I’m not going to lie,” there is no point. “I found out last night.”
If it wasn’t for
