“Who’s the most annoying person here? Of course it’s Sophia. She’s getting older, still unmarried, no one chasing her. Thought she was nice enough, but now she seems borderline crazy!”
“What if I had to marry the person I hate most? Ha! I’d rather die. Even if I married Sophia, I’d still party every night—being stuck with someone I don’t love is torture!”
“In all these years, have I ever felt aroused by Sophia? Hell no! Who came up with that disgusting question? Sophia’s no different from a man. Forget arousal—I’m disgusted just touching her!”
I couldn’t listen anymore. I smashed a bottle myself and slipped away, excusing myself to the bathroom.
Cold water splashed over my face, and I realized I couldn’t even feel sadness anymore. Just revulsion.
When I finally calmed down and stepped out, I passed the balcony—
Only to overhear Ryan talking with another guy.
“Ryan, you were too harsh. After all, you’ve slept with Sophia so many times. Don’t you feel anything for her at all?”
Ryan lit a cigarette, irritated.
“How many times do I have to say it? I sleep with Sophia for two reasons. One, because she’s obedient, lets me do whatever I want. Two, because she’s free! Why not take advantage?”