Chapter 161

My head was pounding, and I looked up at a completely hammered Daniel Brooks. “You’re drunk. Let me take you home. Where do you live?” Daniel’s face was flushed, swaying a little as he raised his voice. “I’m not drunk! Who said I’m drunk? I’m not! I just... I want to see Grace. Isabella, can you help me? I really want to see her…” He rambled on and knocked back another glass. I yanked the drink out of his hand, worried he’d drink himself to death. “Stop drinking. Just tell me your address so I can take you home. Otherwise, I’m dumping you at a hotel!” There was just a news story today about someone dying from heartbreak and alcohol, and the friend who was with them was held accountable. I really didn’t want to be that person. Daniel tried to snatch his glass back, but he was way too slow and uncoordinated. His head lolled for a second, then he suddenly slumped forward and smacked his forehead against the table with a thud, eyes shut, still murmuring Grace’s name. I rubbed my temple, al