Chapter 224

"Why are you drinking at such an hour? What's going on?" Lyla asked. As my good friend, she could read between the lines with just that one question, probably filling in the gaps with her imagination. I chuckled softly, "Just come over, and we can talk." "Sure," she replied before hanging up. I knew she was on her way over right then. When she arrived, she immediately started scolding me about the empty bottles scattered around. Our bond was undeniably genuine. "Wow, you drank this much?" Lyla exclaimed. Looking at the bottles on the floor, I felt a bit dazed. "Is it a lot?" "Absolutely! Drinking too much is bad for you. Now spill it—why did you drink so much tonight?" she pressed. I then recounted the events of the day. "You're so flustered because of Ethan that you're here drowning your sorrows at this hour and called me over to keep you company!" she nearly shouted. "Of course! You're my best friend. Who else would I call?" I said with a smile, which made her sigh, looking