~The living nightmare.
The one choice.
The following afternoon she and I sat in the hotel's bar, which was large, modern and had a big fireplace with a fire burning bright inside of it. I was up at the bar currently trying to get a bottle of champagne for me and Violet. I glance over my shoulder at her, she was sitting on a black sofa tucking a piece of stray hair behind her ear.
"Excuse me sir?"
I turn back to the stocky bar tender.
"We've seemed to have ran out of the champagne you have asked for. Can I get you something else?" He offered politely.
"Erm, could I get a bottle of your finest wine instead?"
"Certainly sir, bare with me a moment," he said as he turned and plucked two wine glasses off the shelf before setting them down before me on the counter.
Next he pulled out a bottle of deep red wine and opened it as he set it down on the counter.
"Anything else sir?"
"No, that is all," I smiled as I take the glasses and bottle between my aching arms.
"What took you so long?" Violet questions straight away once I set the wine down on the table between us.
"Oh, they had no champagne so I asked for the finest wine they have." She rolled her eyes. "Is that okay?"
She let out a sigh,"Well it's fine I suppose," She answered back a tad harshly.
I almost stop pouring out the wine for her when I hear her tone. I tame the feeling of a fire of rage lighting inside of me.
"Sorry,"I said quietly.
She shrugs her shoulders and picks up the glass filled with wine.
As I finish pouring my glass of wine I sit back into the chair. A petal fell from the flower on the table's top. It floated through the air before hitting the ground.
"So, what have you been up to these past 3 months?" I ask her, trying to make conversation.
"Stuff," She said and then took a sip of wine.
"Stuff? Sounds err interesting, what kind of stuff?" I said before I smiled at her.
"That's none of your business Sehun," She said sneakily.
"Oh...I just thought something had happened because you hadn't spoken to me for the last month," I said softly.
"Oh so we have to speak to each other everyday? Oh great," She moaned.
Hurt whips me in my heart, "We don't have to do it bu
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