Chapter 95 Disrespected
Chapter 95
Clare: I had a strong grip on the beer glasses and he put the wine on the glasses. Once he was done he kept the bottle aside and took one glass from my hands.
"Cheers to togetherness," Michael said raising his glass in the air.
"Cheers to this night," I said hitting my glass with his in the air.
Then we both stepped into our glasses and stared at each other.
"So miss Clare Rose, what would you like to say in this night under the sky in the middle of the lake?" Michael arcs in a loud voice.
"What shall I talk about?" I got confused.
"Anything you want to talk about us, about our togetherness. About this night. About anything"