CHAPTER 61

Sasha J. Morales

I had locked myself in the guest room with a bottle of whiskey in my hand, lying on the floor. It was either half full or half empty. In short, I don't know, my mind is already clouded by alcohol.

John hadn't come home yet even though it was well into the night and that suited me, I had no desire to confront him this evening.

However, my parents were a completely different story. My mother had been trying to get her out of this damn room for an hour now but I needed to isolate myself a little.

I thought I had finally put the past behind me but it caught up with me.

Damn, no matter how hard I looked I don't know how they got their hands on this story. I was always careful not to be recognized and Sam always made sure our personal information didn't leak. So how is this possible?

I pick up my phone before turning it on. It kept vibrating so I had to turn it off to get some peace.

And it’s no surprise that I see missed calls from Ethan, Sam, June but also Jonathan