Mykel awoke early in the morning, and Beldathiel was still asleep. He then left and went to Lyneth's apartment so he could have a drink peacefully.
"Hi," Lyneth's voice could be heard from the bedroom.
Mykel glanced at Lyneth, and she was in her sleeping robe with nothing underneath.
"Did I wake you up?" Mykel asked as he poured a glass of vodka.
Lyneth shook her head as she approached him at the kitchen counter. She sat down as she watched him prepare his own drink.
"If you want to keep the baby, you shouldn't drink this," Mykel said, and then took a shot.
"No, I'm not thinking of that. I'm not really a fan of drinking vodka, you know about it," Lyneth said as she stretched her arms up and showed her cleavage at Mykel. "I can't sleep for the past few days, thanks to someone who kept everything a secret from me,"