Chapter 35

Rowan

Our table was filled with drinks, but I could barely tolerate the taste of the beer I ordered.

For the longest time, I avoided beer because it made my stomach bloat and got me intoxicated faster than other types liquor would, yet it surrounded my table, silently daring me to take a gulp.

The idea of having it around me was just enough.

“No rum tonight?” Lan asked, fingering the cap of a brandy bottle.

I tutted my tongue, reclining against the back rest of my chair. “I want to be reminded how much of a piece of shit I am,” My voice had to climb an...