Diana lived downtown. Isaac propped her up, staggering, as they entered the residential area.
The guard watched them and sighed, shaking his head. "Getting drunk in broad daylight. What have youngsters these days come to?"
After entering the house and shutting the door, Diana turned around suddenly and clung onto Isaac, putting her arms around his neck.
Her breath was warm, and her eyes lost their focus. She asked, "W-Why did you say I was your sister? Do I look like your sister?"
Her body was soft and warm. Isaac frowned and tried to push her away, but Diana clung on tighter. "What other reasons could I have used to help you out, then?"
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