Zayne stood, the ache in his bones having him suck in a cold breath.
Folding his sleeves, he found his forearm littered with bruises and a long scratch, most likely from someone's fingernail.
Zayne stared suspiciously at Josephine. "Did you take i t out of me when I was drunk?"
Josephine was a little guilty. "Don’t accuse me of something I didn't do. You were the one who went into the bar and got beaten up by the boss for mooching. I was the good person who brought you back."
"What about this scratch, then?" Zayne's gaze fell on Josephine's long nails.
Josephine stared at the long scratch with a secretive glance. She had no idea whether the shocking wound was left behind when she hit him last night, or when h e rolled vigorously around the bed.
"I may have accidentally scratched you when I dragged you back," Josephine said.
Zayne scratched the back of his head. "You dragged m e back? Why don’t I remember anything?"
"You were wasted."
Remembering why he went to the bar to drink himself silly in the first place, Zayne's face turned sullen.
"Josephine, I lost Robbie."
There was no need to hide his feelings in front of her.
His hands went to grip his hair while heartbroken tears trickled from the corner of his eyes.
Josephine replied, "I know. You apologized 100 times t o Sis Angeline, then 200 times to Jay, followed by another 300 times to Baby Robbie when you were drunk."
Zayne stared at her, stunned. "You’ve got to be exaggerating."
Josephine responded, "You spent the entire night apologizing. I was upset as well, but I know that you didn't mean it and that it was an accident. Rather than stewing here blaming yourself, wouldn't it be wiser to use your time and energy to find Robbie?"
Enheartened, Zayne broke out of his daze of selfblame.
"You’re right. I have to get my act together. I have to find Baby Robbie.”
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