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Chapter 36

The tip of the glass was cold when I brought it to my lips. With a small twilt, I emptied the vodka into my mouth. As it slid down my throat, it burned, and I could not help but cough lightly for a few seconds.

You see, this was why I did not drink. Alcohol tasted like crap to me. Plus it made me lose control. And I liked to be in control. I liked to plan and know exactly what I going to do next. Alcohol stole that from me every time I drank it, so I stayed away from it.

“That’s much better.” My mom chuckled lightly. “How do you feel?” She took the glass from me and placed it on the coffee table next to her empty glass.

“I feel like I want more answers. I want to know why you did what you did. And you still have not bluntly said what you did. I need to hear you say it. I need to hear you take responsibility for once in your life.” I kept my eyes on her.

Her smile faded and she began to pour herself another glass of vodka. “You want to hear me say it? Okay, fine. I had Patty killed
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