She couldn’t stop grinning and feeling happy for the rest of the day.
When Lily called, she went over to her place to celebrate with her. She brought their favorite food and a bottle of wine.
Her friend was happy for her, but she’s worried, too. ‘Mel could be flexible. She could adapt to many situations . . . she should be good. Right?’
When she returned to Klyde’s place, she’s a little tipsy. But her energy was still high. Her smile was as wide as it could be as she approached the master of the house.
The man frowned at her figure. He could already tell she’s not sober. That expression on her face was a little sickening as he’s unfamiliar with it.
“Where have you been?” His tone was hostile, but she didn’t seem to mind.
“Oh, just a little celebration with my friend.” She stupid
