Shit Face

Drake

"It's been two years," Randolph replied.

Hm. Two years, huh?

"So, Zelda has been hanging around that...." I paused as I realized that I was about to speak a cuss word. ".....Jake for two years."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Alright. I want you to keep an eye on them."

Randolph frowned and raised his head to look at me.

"As you know, Zelda is my stepdaughter. So it's only right if I watch over her."

Randolph nods in understanding. "Yes sir."

"Good. You may leave."

I placed an envelope on the table before closing my eyes.

I heard the closing sound of the door and knew at once that he was gone.

With my head on the headrest. Eyes closed. Hand safely tucked by my side, I swivelled the chair around and thought about all that just happened.

I know that I shouldn't be so affected or bothered by what Zelda did, but I don't know why I feel aggrieved.

At first, I thought it was because of the pain of rejection but soon it became clear to me that something in me was wounded.

Zelda wounded my