[Elvira's POV]
I sped up my pace. I wanted to see Emma sooner and to tell her everything that had happened today, word for word. She was always more insightful than I was.
I also wanted to drink a few glasses of strong whiskey with her and to forget all of my unhappiness and troubles. I learned at the evening party that alcohol helped me to relax.
I couldn't believe this. It had only been twenty-four hours, and so much had happened. I had been through both a relationship and a breakup. I wanted to quickly have a seat, or to lay down. Perhaps some sleep would help me feel better again.
"Didn't he ask you to go see him tonight? I thought you would have a long night ahead, and that you wouldn't return." When we met, Emma teased me again about her earlier message.
