As night deepened, Dahlia felt increasingly dizzy and drowsy, losing grasp of her surroundings. The only thing she knew was that Veron had given her strong drinks she had refused multiple times before. Veron even made her try a wine called Absinthe, which almost made her vomit her guts out, much to Veron's amusement.
"You're weak, Dahlia! Doesn't Lindon make you drink? It's like you're new at everything you do," Veron taunted as she walked over to Desmond. They laughed together.
Dahlia was stunned by Veron's words. "I don't drink because I don't want to! I don’t want this anymore!" she screamed, attempting to stand but immediately falling back to her seat from dizziness.
"See? You're really weak! It's not even midnight, and you're already wasted!" Veron laughed again.
"Dahlia? Dahlia B
