Chapter 45 A Night To Remember

• "Wait? Her? What is she doing here? I hope she isn't..." I approached her, helping her up, and then I led her to the back seat of my car. "No, no, no," I heard her as she kept on mumbling. I felt relief washing over, taking in the fact that she was still alive, and there were no bruises either. But even so, I found it hard ignoring those words that kept on mumbling out of her mouth.
• As her hands attempted to raise, she only crumbled back down.
• But wait, how did she end up here in the first place? I mean, what was she doing roaming around at night on such a street? Yet judging from her staggering and muttering state, I could tell she was high. So she takes pills now? Really, what was wrong with Adrian? How many more of his flaws do I have to keep on fixing? I entered the car's front seat, starting the engine.