Heather giggles and covers her mouth as if she’s an innocent little girl. “I have to say something I have done right,” she asks, her eyes never meeting mine and I know exactly what she’s trying to do. I try not to let my anger show and smile sweetly at her as if I was oblivious to her malicious game.
“You know that’s not how you play the game.” Kallum grunts.
“Oops, I guess I’ll drink then,” she giggles, and after taking a sip from the bottle, she waves it around, “Anyone else?”
It feels like a bucket of cold water has been poured on my body but instead of answering, Kallum grabs the bottle out of her hands and takes a hearty swing. That’s an answer in itself and Heather knows that. I don’t know if I would have preferred it if he had just lied and not drank but I already knew the trut
