Chapter Thirty Eight: Ryce's P.O.V. 2

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"She'll wake up eventually." Atiana told me. I stood up straight, and looked at the one they called Soulless. "Wanna drink?" I asked. "I'm not old enough to drink." She told me blankly. I laughed at her. "When has that ever stopped anyone before?" I walked towards the door, and held it open for her. "Come on. It'll just be a sip, and I think we could use it after today." Atiana seemed reluctant to leave her sister, but after a moment she walked out the door. I gave Aureaila one last look before shutting the door. Leading Atiana back down the stairs and to my office, I pulled out the bottle of whiskey, and two glasses. I poured some of the liquor in each glass, and handed one to Atiana. She sniffed it, and didn't make a face. Before I could even blink Atiana tossed the glass

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