"Hah…"
Lola dipped into the bathtub after washing the paint off her face. Cocking her head back, her closed eyes slowly cracked open.
"See you later…?" she whispered, her brows knitting. "What does that even mean?"
What it meant was already obvious, but the question in her mind was whether Atlas would come here as well.
"He won't, right?" She whispered, gaslighting herself while being aware of it. "I mean, why would he stay in a stranger's place—did he sleep here last night?"
Lola gasped as she covered her mouth, trying to get even a glimpse of any memory from last night. However, all she could remember was drinking and crying with Silo, then crying just a little bit more when she was home.
That was it.
"Ugh…" She closed her eyes again and dipped herself lower in the tub. She partially opened her eyes when her lips were submerged in the water.
Just what is going on in my life?
