Lo lắng nhìn lại, hy vọng nhìn về phía trước, nhưng Faith luôn nhìn lên.
Please, let me take you home. You’re drunk.”“I am not.” I shoved him, spilling some kind of delicious poison on him. “Go home and have a wild time with Ms. Scarlet. In the bedroom. With the—”“Okay, you’re starting to talk board game. Let’s go home, babe. I’ll get you into bed.
Rachael Wade, The Gates