DAMIAN
I move to my stash of drinks, pulling out a blue bottle of vodka. After staring at it for a moment, I set it down and grab a bottle of water instead. The glass empties quickly and I pour another, then leave it on the table.
Unable to resist the need for nicotine, I reach into my locker for cigarette and a lighter. Lighting it up, I sit on the sofa, staring at Liliana as the orange glow adds more light to the dim room.
“Why did you come back?” Liliana ask, stepping closer than I need her to. “You could have left me there.”
I ignore her, exhaling a plume of smoke as her words ring in my head. Left you there? Alice would have my head everyday until there's nothing left.
“Damian!” She snaps.
I raise my eyes to meet hers with a look of disinterest. The red end of the cigarette b
