Chapter 40: Bloody Hurtful

Everyone around me was having fun. It should've been fun, there’s colorful lights, gifts, and winter cold night.

But I stood silent until they all agreed to go to bed.

Finally.

"Is something wrong?"

I put down the magazine I'm pretending I was reading and face Tyler.

His face was in it's natural color now, he doesn't look too pale or red like a tomato from being drunk.

I shook my head no. "I'm just reading."

I flipped through the pages of a fashion magazine I bet Tiffany bought for reference.

"Then why didn't you join Neneuis and others having fun and getting wasted." Tyler sat in front of me with his leg crossed and his elbows on the arm rest while his other arm was holding a teacup and the other was holding a black crocheted coaster I bet Tiffany made.

She has so many marks in this house, it should be called Tyler and Blake's mansion from the start and not just the legendary wolf's.

I was about to turn to another page but my finger stopped flipping when I saw a familiar fa