"I heard you're married." Ainsley said as he puffed nicotine fumes from her mouth into the air.
David took a stick of nicotine too and sandwiched it between his upper and lower lips. "Yes, why didn't you come? Didn't you accept the invitation?"
Ainsley went back to smoking her cigarette in silence. She could not possibly say that she finished four bottles of whiskey that day because she could not accept the truth. David, who had been the reason why she wanted to be stronger so she could stand tall in the face of this dirty world, had found someone who would accompany him for the rest of his life.
It's an absolute bullshit if Ainsley wasn't feeling envious to death.
To be honest, Ainsley is very curious right now, who is the lucky woman who can melt the heart of a demon on the battlefield like David.
To be honest, Ainsley is very curious right now, who is the lucky woman who can melt the heart of a demon on the battlefield like David.
