Ethan
Demyan and I walked along the trail, he lanced at me as if debating whether or not he should ask what he was thinking. "You can say whatever you're thinking about," I chuckled, "I won't bite."
He gave me a lazy smile before he looked ahead. "What happened to you after I left? No one really talked about it."
I ran my fingers through my hair before I let out a sigh. "Well I got drunk, very drunk and I trashed my penthouse. Pa and Uncle Ed found me crawling on the floor. They were pissed, more than pissed but they helped me. Uncle Ed stepped in as CEO for me whilst I moved to Italy with Pa and Dad.
