The party.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY ONE

SALLY

It was finally the day of the party. I was aware that Alex didn't want to be there. Not after what he told me, but I wouldn't let him waste away at home when he could just go to the party and pretend that all was well.

Alex's phone began to ring. I walked towards the bed and picked up the phone. Alex was still in the toilet.

"Alex, it's Damien," I called out loudly.

"Pick it up," Alex responded.

I picked up the call.

"I'm almost at the venue already. Where the fuck are you bro!" Damien shouted without even realising that it was me, and not Alex.

"Alex and I would be on our way soon."

"Soon? That means you haven't even left your house yet?"

Damien's voice was calmer now. He didn't raise his voice the way he did earlier, any longer.

"Yes, we are still home. We apologise for wasting your time."

Alex and I finished dressing up, and his drive drove us to the party hall. We were accompanied by three of Alex's guards.

Alex called Damien whe