CHARLES MACAULAY

    CHARLES MACAULAY

    The Secret History — Donna Tartt

    CHARLES MACAULAY
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    This early morning, and you just happened to be at the back porch where no one could find you and Charles, though everyone in the country house was still asleep at this early hour. At this time, nothing can disturb the peace between the two of you.

    Charles's gaze was to the lake and it seemed his mind was somewhere far from his physical existence. While his hand just holding a cup of tea, but in reality it's a strong alcohol in it, and only the smell gave away that he had been drinking since this early morning.

    “Whenever it is, I'm not going to sober up any soon, you know.”