Felicia finished the rest of her juice in one big gulp, and her mood became increasingly worse.
“I really wanna drink, Ciara, but there’s no one who would do it with me right now. Hey, you should be my drinking buddy!”
She leaned onto me and began to pout.
Come on now, Felicia! I’m pregnant, you know! I can’t possibly drink with you! Yet, she was still my best friend after all. Simply shooting her down would only make her even more upset than she already was. “Drinking is bad for your health, Felicia.” I sighed while ruffling my hand through her hair. “You should stop worrying about Rock!”
“I want to go to a bar, Ciara.” Felicia stretched languidly. “Or maybe even a nightclub!”
I shook my head in helplessness.
I had never gone to those kinds of places before. Felicia’s time abroad ha
