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CHAPTER SIXㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤcold summer nights.

CHAPTER SIXㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤcold summer nights

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It's like, she just felt a panged inside her heart. After she saw what she saw, she needed to cleanse her eyes until that sight will be gone forever and not to be remembered again. It was pellucid that he clearly likes her. Or Rhiannon, was just being delusional because of the signs that's visible to the naked eye.

This summer was supposed to be fun. Getting drunk, blasting music, girls hangout, shopping, swimming, painting, life gets better. But why did she felt that pain? She shouldn't have to feel that pain. Because she's nothing else more than a friend to him.

Walking out of the gruesome scene, she was met with the sight of Belly that seems to be looking for someone. No, it was rather the fact that Rhiannon didn't even glanced at her. She didn't walked down the stairs and met with Nicole or the girls.

She drowned herself drinking bottles and bottles of wine inside of Nicole's bedroom. Hoping that the twinge would go away instantly. She was messed up. Her hair, messy makeup, wrinkled dress. There was no signs of the heels being worn by her. It was scattered around the room.

The only thought that crossed her mind was, who was the girl that was with Steven? It may seem like a stupid question but, she really wants to know.

After drinking almost what seems like dozen bottles of wine, she was finally wasted. Nobody seems to care.

The fact that she looks messy, drunk, the obvious smudged red lipstick, nobody laid their eyes on her. Not even a single one. Walking down the stairs, fortunately for her, Nicole was about to go to her bedroom upon noticing that her friend didn't come back for almost two hours. And that worried her.

"What the hell happened to you? You looked so slovenly." Putting her hands on Rhiannon's back, she assisted her sitting down on the empty couch. The music blasting made Rhiannon cover her ears, complaining it's too loud for her.

Pouting, she looked at Nicole while crossing her arms. "I want a drink."

Nicole directly denied her request and made her stand up from the couch so that she can finally rest at her house and sleep the entire night away

Seeing the sight, made Steven stopped on his tracks. The drunken girl looked at him with shocked eyes. She pointed at him with her index finger and exclaimed in a loud voice, "It was him!"

He doesn't understand any of her words. Only knowing that she drank too much because it was honestly obvious. Anyone can really tell just from how she looks like at the moment.

"Steven! Glad you're here." When Nicole shouted his name, he immediately walked into the crime scene with his hands inside his pockets, Rhiannon was still looking at him. But with drowsy eyes.

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