Chapter 99
“You’re not asleep?” John sat up, his expression giving nothing away.
“Sleep is nowhere near as fun as watching the drama and sipping tea,” Kenneth said.
He called the staff outside to bring in two glasses and a bottle of wine. Only after that did he continue.
“Especially when the drama is centered around you.”
John didn’t respond.
The wine and glasses were brought in. Once the staff left, Kenneth opened the bottle, filled both glasses, and pushed one toward John.
“You have the story, I have the drinks. Start talking.”
John looked at him, his eyes hiding too many things at once.
“Don’t stare at me like that. It’s creepy,” Kenneth joked.
John took the glass from him and set it directly on the table.
Kenneth paused. “Alright, now I’m really curious. What happened?”
“Earlier tonight, Tommy asked me two questions,” John said, his tone flat. “After I answered, he got mad. Told me to treat him as if he were dead.”
“What two questions?” Kenneth immediately realized they had to be serious.
Tommy was a sensible kid. Kenneth knew he would never say something like that unless he was truly hurt, even when he was overseas most of the time.
John glanced at Kenneth, but didn’t answer. It wasn’t the questions themselves that bothered him, but everything else that the questions were linked to.
“If you don’t want to say, I won’t push it. But I’m guessing it has something to do with Pamela,” Kenneth said. He could put some of the pieces together. “You know perfectly well she’s not some innocent angel, so why are you still with her?”
Kenneth knew how Pamela schemed and twisted the facts, and he also knew how lenient John was with her. It didn’t look like the John he knew at all.
“Because of a promise,” John said, admitting it for the first time.
“Even if it is a promise, you can’t just…” Kenneth stopped mid–sentence, as if something had suddenly clicked.
The room fell silent.
After a long while, Kenneth picked up his own glass and downed everything in one go.
He then said with a hoarse voice, “What happened back then wasn’t your fault. You don’t have to carry it all on your own.”
John lowered his head and said nothing, his hands hanging loosely over his knees.
“Forget it. You handle your own mess,” Kenneth said at last. “Feelings aren’t like anything else. People on the outside can’t feel what you feel, no matter how much they know, so they don’t have the right to judge. As your best friend, the only thing I can do is show up when you need me.”
“Tell Jason that if Holly wants to come back, let her,” John said. “As long as she doesn’t provide any help, I won’t interfere.”
“What about Nicholas?” Kenneth asked.
Chapter 99
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