Chapter: 63


    It was Jared.


    “Tomboy, were you still asleep? It’s 12 o’clock already,” he said.


    Since Debbie was never in a good mood the moment she woke up, he started to wonder if he should


    hang up.


    “12 o’clock? Oh, it’s still so early,” she replied.


    “Then, I should go back to sleep.” Even then, she wasn’t sober yet. Her voice sounded coarse.


    Jared felt speechless at her words.


    “Tomboy, it’s noon, okay?” he reminded her.


    “Noon?’ She Looked outside. The sun was shining high in the sky. ‘Fine.


    But, what does it have to do with me?’ she thought.


    The beaming Light from the sun blinded her eyes. Suddenly, memories ofst night hit her. Recalling


    how drunk she had beenst night, she wondered how she had managed toe home safe and


    sound.


    “How did I get homest night?” she asked over the phone. The diverse possibilities of the answer to


    that question almost woke her up from her dizziness. She looked around swiftly to make sure she was


    in her own room. When she got a positive answer from the familiar furnishings, she could only Let out a


    sigh of relief.


    “Gregory sent you home. Don’t you remember?” Jared replied.


    “I remember him saying that he ran into your brother and handed you over to him,” he continued.


    “Tomboy, since when do you have a brother? Howe I didn’t know that?” Jared asked in an


    intrigued tone.


    “Brother? What brother?’ she thought. ‘I, myself, don’t even know that


    I have one, ‘ she continued, lost in the words she had just heard.


    Suddenly, a wild guess popped into her mind. ‘Wait. Could it be


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    Carlos?’ Her mind started ying pictures of what could’ve happened.


    “Could it really be him? Did Gregory meet him?’ she continued frantically.


    Thinking of the huge possibility, Debbie sat up on the bed. ‘Did Carlos know that I was drunk? Did that


    scumbag take advantage of me?’


    In an instant, she lifted the covers and looked at herself.


    “Oh, thank


    God!” she eximed when she found that she was still wearing yesterday’s clothes. Things from the


    night before were only a blur in her head.


    “Tomboy?” Jared asked.


    “Yoohoo! Debbie? Why aren’t you talking? Are you there?” Worried, he looked over the phone and saw


    that the call was still connected. ‘Howe she is not answering? Could it be that she fell asleep


    again?’ Jared continued to wonder, not knowing the facts fromst night.