I drank wine one after another after last night's incident. I also fell asleep drinking because of the pain I was feeling. I felt the pain of what I said earlier. I have no intention of displaying that. But that's the right thing to do.

A woman dressed in pink approached me. Her skin was as evident as if it had never been exposed to sunlight. She straightened her runaway hair and put it to her ear as if it was already flirting. She stroked my arm to my thigh. "I think you woke up early this morning."

"Rosella." I weaned him. She moved away slightly, then smiled meaningfully. She...