Amber’s POV
As he stared at me, Roman’s eyes went wide.
I blinked back at him, confused as to why he would be so stunned. Did I really say something so unusual?
Actually… what had I just said? I didn’t really remember.
“Amber…” he said. “How much have you had to drink?”
I didn’t really see how that was any of his concern, so I said. “I think you should just go, Roman.”
He frowned slightly, looking displeased. “Yes, I suppose maybe I should.”
At that time, Anna came out of the kitchen. Seeing some of my predicament, she came to stand beside me at the door.
“Why don’t you go and have some water in the kitchen, Amber? I’ll talk to Roman.”
“I can talk,” I said stubbornly.
“I know you can,” Anna said. “But maybe you should stop for a while.”
That seemed like a rude thing to say, b
