Chapter thirty two.
Alex’s POV.
"Evelyn," I said, but before I could process anything, she pressed her lips to mine.
I gasped in surprise and pulled away immediately. What's happening? Evelyn laughed, clearly drunk, and leaned in to kiss me again.
"Evelyn, stop," I said firmly.
But she shook her head, her eyes welling up with tears.
"No, I won't," she slurred.
She began to sob, her words tumbling out in a despairing whisper.
"No one likes me... everyone hates me."
I tried to comfort her, opening my arms. "Shh, Evelyn, come closer."
But she flinched away, still crying. I wished she wouldn't drink so much .
"Evelyn, stop crying," I said, trying to sound firm, but it came out more like a plea. I had more important things to do, but I was stuck here with her.
I pulled her close an
