The after-party went on until late into the night. As I looked helplessly at a group of drunken men and turned to Sabrina for help, the woman was already on her way back to her bedroom with Zachary in her arm. She turned to me and said, “Eve, I’m gonna have to count on you to look after these men. After all, I’m the bride, and tonight is my wedding night. You know what that means, don’t you?”
She was right and her argument was indisputable.
Together with some hotel staff, we put every one of the men back to their respective bedrooms. After making sure they were all settled in, I went back to Christopher’s room and gave him a nudge. “All right now. There’s just me here. You can stop pretending to be drunk.”
The man continued to sleep soundly. I poked at him a few times and finally realized that he really was drunk.
After our conversation at the balcony, Christopher said that he was planning to feign being drunk in front of his friends so he didn’t have to drink so much. What a liar!
“Hah, good luck with the hangover tomorrow,” I muttered while covering him up with a blanket. On second thought, worrying that he was going to have a bad hangover the next day, I decided to go out and get some hangover remedy at the drug store.
On my way to the drug store, I walked past Lyle’s parked car by the roadside and was glad that no one was inside the car. Now that Crystal was back in the scene, there was no doubt she would latch herself onto Lyle and create all sorts of trouble. I sped up my pace to the drug store and decided to take a different route on the way back. As soon as I stepped into a small alleyway, I was met with an angry stray dog which started to chase after me. I panicked and ran deep into the alleyway.
“Lyle, please don’t be angry. I swear I didn’t do it on purpose. You see, you’ve missed me too. Or your body wouldn’t have reacted to me right now.”
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