I was at a loss, so I went to Macy.
She was at Hour Bar.
It was still early, so there weren’t many customers. Macy ordered a cocktail before she handed it to me. “Why are you here at this hour? Did something happen?”
My gaze swept across the girls spinning around the poles. Hearing the tremendously loud pop music and yells, I shook my head. The cocktail was already on my lips when I put it down. “No. I came here to wind down.”
“Did Ashton bully you again?” Macy asked in exasperation. “If you’ve had enough of it, get a divorce. You’re pretty enough to get other men whom you’re attracted to. Why would you stay with an ice sculpture forever? Isn’t that tiring?”
Macy was always this outspoken. We were good friends, so she hated seeing me mope over Ashton.
I handed the pregnancy report to her as I uttered helplessly, “Even if I’m pretty, would any man accept me if I have a child?”
Grabbing the pregnancy report from me, Macy studied it carefully. Her eyes widened as she asked me, “You’re six weeks pregnant? I’d thought that you never had sex with Ashton? How did you get pregnant?”
last month? Ashton came to pick me
to regain her composure. “So what will
honest, I was at a loss
trouble. You should abort it and
growing, I told Macy, “You should head
was evident that I wouldn’t heed her advice. Seeing as such, she changed my cocktail to a glass of orange juice, rolling
bar became crowded and rowdy. Macy was too busy to
people milling around in
it when the thugs had arrived. It wasn’t until people started yelling and stuff went crashing on the ground that I snapped
Macy. Most of the customers had fled. Even the
one noticed me. The
To my surprise, Macy was eerily calm. Eventually, she asked them, “Are you here to
“To find fault, of course. Missy, if you’re bold enough, let’s have fun together!” the leader spoke lewdly as he reached out to touch Macy’s cheek.
Slap! Before the pervert could touch Macy, I flung the glass of orange juice right at him.
At the sudden interruption, the thug roared in pain. “Who did that to me?”
“Me!” I stood up from my seat as I boldly approached them. Macy seemed anxious to see me. “Why are you still here?”
I was speechless. She thought that I had left earlier.
Rolling my eyes, I quipped, “Where else would I be?”
“What a fool!” Macy chided. She stood in front of me in a defensive pose as she whispered, “If we end up fighting later, you should escape.”
I knew that she was worried for me, so I didn’t explain further. Looking straight at the thug who I had hit earlier, I inquired, “Are you ganging up against a young lady?”