A tale of pain, a tale of the past (Continued)

"Are you okay?" Everyone looked at the man whose glass slipped, and he nodded at everyone awkwardly.

"I am sorry for breaking the flow of the story. Please continue," he said, eager to know more.

"So you are saying that the king knew that you went there, and he let his wife, who was also your cousin, throw you out of the palace? After doing everything with you?" The old lady asked, and the lady beside the counter hummed. 

"Isn't it funny though, aunt? I always felt wrong my entire life. It took me a month to finally locate who was the person I slept with. That cousin of mine got married only ten days ago before I found him. He was mine first. Shouldn't I have the first right on him?" The lady slurred, drowning another glass of beer.

The bartender looked at the pitiful lady and took a deep breath.

"Miss, I think you have had enough already. Where is the place you are staying at? I'll call a cab for you," the bartender said, and she scoffed.