CHAPTER TWENTY
“A-another one,” I slurred as I burped, barely trying to motion at Darius.
“Don’t dare give her another one Darius,” Trent warned, speaking for the first time since I began gulping down the first drink. I was definitely drunk and my brain was super buzzed, yet all I could think of was Danny and all his secrets.
“I just don’t understand why Danny always made me feel so imperfect. There was nothing I did without him point out how it affected his reputation or my family’s reputation. He never failed in making me question every goddamn thing I did. Yes, my mother is dead, my father in the county governor and my brother is the student president but they have no right to make me feel less important or more imperfect. I’ve spent my entire life looking up to Danny, always
