Chapter 8

Ash's POV

So I was not getting drunk. At least not yet. How did I forget my wallet but had my car keys? I dreaded the walk of shame I was about to make but I had to do it anyway. It didn't matter if Riley would be present or not. Good for me, she wasn't present but then I noticed Diane with her husband in a corner of the room. It seems everything went in the wrong direction after I left. Well, that doesn't surprise me. If anything, it made me laugh a bit. I tried avoiding everyone. Emphasis on tried because I was already halfway out of the mansion when Diane who had been frying on her husband's chest some few minutes back caught a hold of me. I was annoyed but then I remembered what a sweet person she was. So I plastered on a fake smile.

"Diane.."

"Spare me the fake greetings." She said to me with an eye roll.

Did I mention we never got along? No, then there you have it. Diane, who was nice to every single person in this room, despised me. I still don't know