Chapter 150: Her confession

The Present.

Serena turned sharply on her heel, or at least she thought she did.

In truth, her movement was more of swaying, her balance shaky as the wine in her hand sloshed dangerously close to the rim of the glass.

Dominic caught the sway with narrowed eyes, a frown creasing his brow as he stepped into the living room.

“Go away,” Serena muttered, her words clipped but blurred at the edges, the