Chapter Seventy-Six

Chapter Seventy- Five

Somewhere in another country….

The beauty of the country was still beautiful as every house added to the beauty of the colorful view.

Seated a mid-aged woman, she sat as she tapped her foot to the rhythm of her anger, the door opened, and Diane walked in, staggering as she tried to hold her balance, she bolted the door so hard, making the already dozing woman jerk up from sleep. For a while, she was scared but seeing her twenty years old daughter stagger in like who had head drunk away her sorrows.

With utter disappointment, she called.

"Diane! What does it say about your time? Where are you coming from reeking of alcohol like this?" His face squeezed into a frown.

"The bar of course," she staggered, holding on to the car as support, "that's the only place that gives me the happiness that I need." She yelled, her mother took a good look at her, with her eyes painted in pity.

"Diane, why are you doing this to me?" She tried to summon close to her to help her.