Chapter 110

[Flashback]

Ethan’s body ached as he reluctantly rose from his bed, feeling the weight of a throbbing headache and the aftermath of a wild party that had left him exhausted. "What a morniiinng," he groaned, his voice strained.

With heavy footsteps, Ethan made his way downstairs to the kitchen, his eyes scanning the room for signs of life. To his surprise, the place was deserted. As he rummaged through the fridge in search of something to eat, he could not help but notice a note attached to its door. It read, "Ethan, we all went out for a while. Something came up, we decided not to wake you because we all know you’re tired. Sorry, the fridge is empty. Just buy your own food. We’ll be back maybe this afternoon."

He let out a frustrated sigh. "What kind of fridge is this?" he muttered to himself, disappointed by the lack of sustenance it held. The only option that caught his attention was a pitcher of milk, so he poured himself a glass, c