Chapter 20

• THE BEACH VIEW
• We are standing on the white sand on the beautiful shores of the great Indian Ocean, about two hours after we struck that deal back in the house. He didn't just agree to my deal; he also promised that he would not touch alcohol for that one week. Impossible, right? I can't wait to smirk at his handsome, drunken face when he fails, which won't be long, by the way. I am sure. He can't survive a day without that sh*t.
• Anyway, I toss the details of our deal aside and turn my eyes to the beautiful waters of the sea. It feels so calm and tranquil here. The sound of the waves is so fascinating. It's peaceful here, just like how I wish my life could be. Instead of taking that garbage called alcohol last night, I should have just driven here and listened to it. I don't know if it is safe to come here at night, though. But this is exactly what I needed.