Josephine couldn't help but feel a tiny wave of regret wash over her.
After getting drunk last night, her memories were all hazy, blurry fragments of laughter, warmth, and… him.
But the rest?
Completely gone. It seemed she'd have to try again next time if she wanted a night she'd actually remember.
Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she shot upright. "Ah! Where's Rachel?! I was with Rachel yesterday, right?"
The moment she mentioned that name, Kieran's expression darkened again. "Oh, so now you remember you were with Rachel, huh? Yesterday you told me you were busy with project work. What happened? You ended up going to that kind of place with her to watch a show?"
Josephine shrank her neck like a guilty kitten. "I just wanted Rachel to relax a bit! She's been too stressed lately. I really was working on the project during the day... I only went to Rachel's in the afternoon!"
