“Goodness, why are you drinking early in the morning after ditching us on your birthday,” Isabella rushed to Shania who was busy gulping down liquor straight from the bottle.
“Let…hiccups…let me be… after…after so many years…sobs…” Shania cried out in between sobs, Isabella snatched the bottle from her, she had waited the entire night for her. Even her grandparents waited for her. But she was a no-show. Shania shifted on the couch and lay her head on the armrest. She just came back from that farmhouse. Isabella frowned and half sat on the armrest. Her friend looked awful, her eyes had dark circles around, and she looked flushed,
“What exactly happened that got you sobbing like a child… I'm curious,” Isabella made a thinking face as she creased Shania's hair, keeping it off her face
