Chapter 13 - Making Me Cray-zy

*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*

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The sound of silence greeted me when I stepped inside the suite after I have strolled at the promenade deck for about fifteen minutes.

Now, I wonder if the drunk woman is already asleep in her room. Should I check her out? Hmm. No. She is old enough, and I bet that she is used to getting crazy drunk, which I am not aware of.

Then, I went to the mini-bar at the corner to take up a sip of champagne before I'll head myself to sleep.

And, to my surprise, the bottle that I have opened, earlier, isn't there anymore. Where...? Mia.