Chapter One Hundred Thirty Eight

Gwen.

I was drunk. I could feel it, with two bottles of alcohol gone I knew I couldn’t tell right from wrong or my left from my right.

My head felt light and it felt like I was flying in the fucking sky.

I haven’t done anything like this before, I never had friends I could go out with while I was young, and neither did I do this when I was married to Henry.

I never knew drinking this much could be this fun, I didn’t want to think of the consequences of getting drunk right now. I wanted to enjoy myself and that is what I’m going to do.

“So you are saying you had this crush on Henry as soon as you saw him?” Ryan asked while pouring more drinks into my glass.

I bobbed my head up and down and cursed myself for it, “Yes and at that time I knew he was the one for me,” stop talking about Henry in Ryan’s face. My mind warned me but I was too drunk to care.

“At that time I thought he was my one true love. I wanted to marry him that instant but then that evil bitch came out of nowhere an