EDNA
The bar was loud and the scent of alcohol was everywhere. I slipped onto the bar stool and ordered a drink.
As the liquid burned down my throat, I exhaled lightly, my body shrouded with a melancholy veil that seemed to cover my entire existence.
I downed the first cup and on the second, someone pressed my hand down just as I raised the cup. I knew who it was without even raising my head, I had called her after all.
“Eddy, you…” Lucia let out a sigh before adding, “Don’t drink too much, I won’t know how to explain to Malrick if you were to get drunk.”
Malrick.
That name made me lower my head, thousand thoughts rushing through my head. After clicking off work, I had gone home, only to meet with silence.
Gracia was there, but it was still silent. Too silent even. Malrick had been
