Chapter 54

Right after that, I heard Ethan ask in a gentle, yet distant, voice, "Can you drink?" Leah pursed her lips, looked up at Ethan, and beamed. "Sure. I'll have a little." Then, she raised her glass and clinked it with everyone's. Leah smiled triumphantly when it was my turn. "Evelyn." I genuinely didn't want to play along as I looked at her, but with so many people around, I knew I had no choice. I rose from my seat, raised my yogurt carton, and clinked it with her can of beer before taking a sip. By the time the gathering wrapped up, it was already 9:00 p.m. Since it was the weekend, a few local club members headed home, while the others planned to spend the night at an internet café. In the end, the only people left were me, Ethan, Leah, and a photographer from the planning department. When I pulled out my phone to call a cab, Leah asked, "Evelyn, do you want to leave with us?" Just then, Ethan pulled up beside her in a two-seater black Maserati sports car. I figured she was ad