The red wine wasn't particularly strong, but they drank so much of it that soon, all the women were completely smashed, stumbling all over the place.
It was this tipsy state that allowed them to let loose completely. What had started as a respectable dinner party gradually devolved into a chaotic farce.
It had to be said, this was just more proof that women, no matter what country they were from, all acted the same once they got drunk.
At first, they were still immersed in a joyous atmosphere, their laughter echoing without end.
But somehow, the topic of conversation shifted. For Erica and a few other women with similar pasts, it was as if the most tender chord in their hearts had been struck, and they began to recall painful memories.
They clung to each other and began to wail, tears streaming down their faces as if trying to unleash all the grievances of their past in this one moment.
