Chapter FOURTEEN ( It is not wrong)
RINNA’S POV .
Once we were in the kitchen , l sat down at the counter and watched Marie Credence grab some couple of glasses and then poured vodka in . . Flashing me a cheeky smile , Marie Credence reached out and gestured for me to pick up a glass of wine . . Without saying any word , we tapped the glasses together before we downed it in one gulp and in sync . .
“ I thought this might ease up the tension a little bit “ , Just as l had said before that she was understanding , she mumbled in a calm voice and when l returned her a genuine smile in response , she re – filled up our glasses again . . After grabbing my glass , l gulped down the second shot and after emptying the glass , l opened up my mouth to say something but when l did no word came out of my mouth . .