Chapter 16

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      Michael Pov's 16





I can't think of a way to escape because there are so many guards outside.

I'm sure that as soon as I go out, they'll see me right away.

It's late at night and I can't seem to settle down, so I thought I'd head to the fridge. When I got there, I immediately opened it and was greeted by a bottle of red wine!

I don't know what prompted me to take this, I just realized that I was sitting at the table while drinking alone.

No one will see me because I know they are all in their own rooms, and besides, I also turned off the light so they won't be able to see me.

I don't want to tell my parents about my situation here because I don't want them to worry, so I need to find a way to handle it.

I'm drinking a lot because I'm about to finish a bottle of red wine! I've also noticed that my face is getting warm; perhaps the effects of the alcohol I'm drinking are starting to hit me.

I closed my eyes when the lights suddenly flickered, making me feel even more dizzy.

"What the heck!" I heard a scream echo throughout the entire room.

As I smiled because I saw once again the reason why I am in this situation now. Because of him, I learned to lie to my parents.

That's why I'm clapping in the air before raising the red wine and handing it to him.

He was wondering why he looked at me with his thick eyebrows furrowed.

"Stop drinking alcohol!" He said firmly.

I just burst out laughing, shit! Is this the effect of alcohol? It seems like you're losing your grip on reality.

"What if I don't want to? Will you set me free now?" I joyfully exclaimed.

He just clicked his tongue before he snatched the drink, and I quickly transferred it to my other hand. Just a few inches away, our lips were about to meet because of the way he followed my hand.

Because he is on the other side, he can't reach the bottle of red wine, which is why I'm grinning mischievously.

"Damn!" I heard this curse in a soft voice while I was squinting because my vision was spinning.

"How can I prove to you that I am not the one you are referring to?" My silly question.

I heard her sigh, and he slightly distanced herself from me.

"Go to sleep!" His orders before he left me.

I saw something on the table, furrowed my brow, and picked it up.

It's a cigarette, I don't know what got into my head that I took a stick, just as I was about to light it, it suddenly slipped from my hand.








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