Chapter 95

Chase’s POV

It seems like my heart had developed a permanent space for Emma. A gaping hole that couldn’t be filled with anything else.

It was grad day, but I sure didn’t feel like it.

Barely two hours past noon, and I was wasted, sprawled across the living room.

“Who the fuck is it this time?” I groaned.

“Hey,” I heard her beautiful, unsteady voice across the line.

“Uhm, Emma?” I asked.

I was too drunk to check the caller ID.

“You’re drunk, aren’t you?” She asked in a very judgmental manner.

“I don’t have to reply to that.” I replied to her.

“Actually, don’t.” She said.

I immediately regretted saying what I did.

I was beginning to think of excuses to offer, but none was coming to my foggy brain.

“Must’ve called for a reason.” I said, reminding her.

“I’m here.” It felt like I had been shot up to cloud nine, but I doubted what I heard cause my head was hella foggy.

“Where?” I asked, just f