Chapter 102 Suspicious Death

• Edwin and Kimberly were in their awkward position once again, legs inches away from each other's mouths, arms spread wide, and necks twisted uncomfortably. The persistent ringing of Kimberly's phone had them twitching their eyelids before their eyes slowly fluttered open, the late morning sunlight streaming through the half-drawn curtains.
• "I think I'm going to eat your legs one day, Kim. Why are we always in this disgusting position each time we get drunk?" Edwin complained, his throat dry and voice raspy from dehydration.
• Kimberly grumbled before turning his back to Edwin, the silk sheets rustling beneath him. "You're making too much noise."