Keya
I know I said I didn’t want to get drunk, but I couldn’t resist taking a sip. From one sip to two sip to drinking the whole glass. What pushed me more was the fact that Asher was undeniably distracting me by sitting way too close to me. He didn’t know how his proximity affected me. I tried my best to stay focused but couldn’t. I wasn’t that drunk but Vivian had gotten wasted. It was when Asher excused himself to make a phone call, that I finally got to breathe. “Keya do you know what?” Vivian grumbles the words out. “I don’t like the way I’m living my life. In pretense.”
“Pretending everything is fine when it is not. I missed her so much. Do you know what breaks me the most?” I said nothing and instead kept looking at her, my chest drumming inside. “Huh?”
She squinted her eyes at
