I tucked all the questions I wanted to ask Aiden, neatly in a box at the back of my mind. Tomorrow, when I see him tomorrow all these questions will be answered.
I walked back to the party and sure enough, everyone was having a great time.
"Where have you been France!" Mel squealed. Her words were already slurring. How many drinks did she have?
Seeing her suddenly reminded me of the argument I had with Margaret earlier. I wanted to lash out at her too, but that would make me look stupid.
"You seem upset baby. Are you okay?" She pouted her lips and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling my face closer to hers.
"You're drunk Mel" I gently pushed her away but she only held me tighter " not now Mel" I said, getting irritated
"No" she said with a childlike flare.
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