MIDNIGHT SKY

I need to put a halt on despising myself because Liam is not the only family I have. His demeanor is unacceptable and he should deep down realize it.

The night was enchanting, with ceaseless laughing on the dining table, that led to a campfire drinking at the idyllic view on the rooftop.

All of us gathered on the breezy rooftop, garbled on cardigan and handmade quilts. Mom and Zeke sat closely together, as they share a thick quilt. I lounge on a cardigan that I borrowed from Eloisa. Eric flumped beside me, already done with his second bottle of beer.

“You have to take it easy, Eric. The night is still young,” I said smilingly.

“Hey! I don’t take a word from a kid, especially who’s inadequate to remain herself conscious just after drinking one bottle.” Why does that made me feel mortified?

Back when I was working for Eric, I never ever knew what alcohol tasted like. All I knew is that it has a strong, bitter, disl