I pour the bitter liquid down my throat again and wrinkle my face. "It's so bitter."
"Don't worry. It'll get better. Before you know it, it's going to taste like apple juice to you."
And he was right. The more I drank, the better it tasted. I just pretended that it was water and held my breath every time I took a sip. One after another and thirty minutes later, I was on my fourth bottle.
Glancing up, I sneaked a glance over to Ethan, but he wasn't there anymore, and neither was Leighton. Did they leave together?
Don't think or cry about it, I reminded myself.
I didn't say anything and turned back to Jason. At this point, I was feeling so numb that all the pain and sadness that I've felt for weeks now just faded away. It was like I was floating on a cloud.
"Do you want a
