He seemed to be speaking to her, but also to himself, as if trying to rein in his body with words.
'He was so adorable, her heart felt like it was melting.'
"Why are you so well-behaved when you're drunk? Some men aren't. They beat their wives, harass girls on the street, and do all sorts of terrible things."
Back then, Felix Sinclair had shaken his head, trying hard to clear his thoughts so he could give her a serious answer.
She didn't rush him, waiting patiently as he processed her question.
Before long, she heard his reply. "It has nothing to do with the alcohol. It's because that's their true nature even before they start drinking. They just use being drunk as an excuse to act on it."
"You're right."
But then he asked, "Have you run into someone like that before?"
She froze for a moment, then smiled at him. "Guess."
She turned, her steps light and quick.
She never answered his question.
