Chapter Eighty Six

“So you’re here uhn, acting all like a savior,” Elena said, still drunken as Matthew carried her.

He saw Silver walking towards them, her expression serious more than his mother’s.

“I’ll take her home. You can please help me drop Sarah home. Thank you.” He said, walking past her without waiting for her reply.

If he waited for her reply, he would hear excuses for her offering to take Elena, and for some reason, he didn’t want that. He opened the door of the party, noticing their surrounding was dark already before approaching his car. Placing her carefully on the backseat, he closed the door and walked to his seat, starting the car and rolling down all the windows.

He zoomed out and started driving, his thoughts going to the day he found her drunk at the bar. This was exactly what he did, apart from the fact she kept muttering incorrigible nonsense which made him angry, blaming herself why she hadn’t seen the sign that Jeremy didn’t like her, a