Chapter 135

• THIRD PERSON'S POV
• They all fell silent as they waited for her to continue. And she did.
• "We had continued to see each other for few weeks, before a asked me to accompany him for a party on a certain night. I ended up being convinced to test out coke for the first time in my life. I had passed out and Patawan had taken me to his den in Newyork." The entire place was as calm as a grave while she spoke. "When I woke up the next morning, I felt so different. I was weirdly unbothered about where I was, and just wanted to head to my apartment. The Euphoric feeling was still very much in my system. It was my first time feeling that way, but I felt strangely whole. When I attempted to leave the room, he walked in an asked me if I loved the feeling of being strung out, and I didn't answer. Coke was something I knew was wrong, and was somewhat displeased about how good it made me feel. I was more displeased at myself because I was falling for the wrong guy. At the time, I didn't know how manipulative he was. He had convinced me that he only made me try it out because he honestly wanted me to have a lot more fun, nothing more. I had gotten home later on and while taking out my clothes for laundry, I found a little amount of substance in my jean pockets. I knew what is was and I could have thrown it away but for some reason, I didn't. I just kept it inside my drawer." She sighed.