Secrets
She wanted to die.
Make a grave and then bury herself in it forever.
Getting drunk was the most foolish move she had ever made and now that the memories were slowly coming back, Haven wanted to hit her head against the nearest wall until she fainted and never woke up again.
She would never hear the end of it from him.
She and Lily were lightweights and the type of drunks that utterly lost themselves after a small glass of alcohol. She should've been careful but she crossed too many lines: got drunk, went pole dancing, and made a complete fool of herself.
Flushing herself down the toilet didn't seem like a bad idea now that she thought about it.
A knock on the door echoed through the room and she flinched back, her throat going dry at the thought of him standing outside, waiting for her.
"W-Who is it?"
A female voice greeted her instead of his and she breathed out in relief. "Mr. Wei wanted me to inform you that breakfast is ready downstairs, Miss."
Oh.
Oh fuck.