Rayden
I went up to Zoey and took a seat across from her. She was already on her second bottle of whatever she’s drinking.
"Think you can handle it?" I asked with a forced smile. The truth is, I can't stand her, and I just want to confront her. But as Rey, I have to keep up appearances and be nice.
"What are you doing here? Aren't you going to stop me?" she teased.
"Just passing through, it's my friend's bar. Be right back," I excused myself and got up.
She continued drinking without a care in the world.
I headed to the bar and ordered my usual wine, only planning to have one shot. I can't risk getting drunk, especially with my wife around, who doesn't know the real me.
"Is that all, sir?" the bartender asked.
"That's it, and get the VIP room ready for me," I instructed.
"Got it,
