「That night.」
Eleanor Bishop wandered down the street, watching the crowds of people and the endless stream of cars. A chilly smile touched her lips.
The scene was identical to the one from six years ago, back when she had decided to leave Tridell.
What she hadn't expected, however, was that after all these years, his hatred for her hadn't faded one bit. In fact, it seemed to have grown even stronger.
A mocking smirk tugged at her lips. She turned into a supermarket, bought a few beers, and walked back out.
Instead of heading home, she wandered the streets, drinking as she walked.
She lost track of how much she drank. Whenever she finished a bottle, she would simply find the nearest supermarket, buy more, and continue her walk.
In the past, she never let herself drink without restraint. Even on occasions where drinking was a must, she never allowed herself to get drunk.
But tonight, she just wanted to get completely wasted. She wanted to let herself go, just this once.
